recover // c.h. au (DISCONTINUED)

Prologue

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I worked late today at the café due to the fact that my co-worker, Olivia calling in sick this morning. I had to fill her in and since I needed the extra pay, I volunteered for it. It was around eleven thirty-something right now and I was about to go close the shop when I remembered that I had to go wash up the remaining dishes at the back. I groaned inwardly and went to the back to clean the dishes and cups.

It wasn't that I hated my job, no, I quite loved it. I just hated the fact that I had to do all this right now when I'm in an absolute sour mood. All I wanted right now was to go home, lie in my bed, and watch Netflix like I usually do on a normal Saturday night. I grumbled lightly as I placed the last dish in its rightful place in the cabinet and hung my apron at the back of the door of the storage room.

I clocked out and returned the paper beside the others and sighed in relief as I went to the front to gather up my things and locked up, finally. My hair swayed slightly at the late night breeze and I pulled it on top of my head in a bun. I tugged my jacket on and cursed myself for wearing thin tights under my work outfit.

I walked past many closed shops and rubbed my hands together in an attempt to keep myself warm. It was chilly out and it only made me tuck my hands in my jacket's pockets. I passed by a dark alley and I heard a few men guffaw in laughter, making the hair at the back of my neck stand up. I tried as much as I can to walk fast and almost went into succession when a tall, burly man blocked my way.

"Where you goin' sugar?" he slurred, dropping the lit and short spliff to the floor. I could smell the stench of stale cigarette in his breath as he spoke and I almost gagged as I stood frozen before him. He stepped on the cigarette and killed the light as he leaned closer.

"Answer me," he demanded, his voice getting even lower. My vision blurred in tears as I stared at the floor. I took in a deep breath and tried to break in a run, but he caught my arm before I can even take a step. Even though it was clear that he was stoned, he was still as strong as a well-built man, and even a little bit coherent.

His grip on my arm was that of steel as he literally dragged me towards the dark alley. I dug my heels onto the pavement but my Doc Martens just scraped against the cement. My head came in contact with the brick wall of the building as he pushed me up against the wall, making me yelp in pain. The back of my head throbbed and I felt something trickle down my neck.

I brought my hand up to the side of my neck and the sight of blood made me even dizzier. I felt myself being put to the ground and the sound of my tights ripping as he unbuckled his belt. I could feel and see everything but I couldn't move. I could only watch. He pushed inside me and only then did I scream at the sudden intrusion.

He started thrusting his hips and I whimpered in pain, trying to push him off of me. Tears formed in my eyes as he pushed in and out, him grunting at how tight and good I felt around him. Murmuring dirty things my virgin seventeen year-old self hadn't even known.

I wailed at a particular thrust, his last and final, as he came inside me. Filling me with his filthy seed. I cried out and whimpered, weakly trying to push him off me. He abruptly stood up and tucked himself back inside his jeans, signaling to his two other friends that they should go.

He left me there on the floor, full-on sobbing now. I could still feel him inside me, seeping from my folds. I couldn't move, though. I was too weak and the throbbing at the back of my head still hasn't stopped. One man shot me a sympathetic look before running out of the dark alley, leaving me all alone.

I tried to move but the movement only caused pain to shoot up the back of my head. I groaned and sniffled, bringing my hand up again to my head. The last thing I saw was the dark sky and a white and black colored butterfly flying up to rest on my elbow before I passed out.

hi guys! this is technically my first story here on Wattpad but this isn't my first time writing anything. i have everything mostly saved up in my laptop but i haven't had the courage to actually post a story in fear that no one would read it.

so here you go! it's short because it's only the prologue but i promise it will get better from the first chapter and there on. hope you like ittttttttt x

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