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She came back home, heart still sunk down. She turned the knob, still petrified by the image that she saw last night: two sad, disgusting people getting sweaty on the living room couch.

She opened the door but no one was there. She looked around the house, the kitchen, the backyard, even the storage rooms but nobody was there.

“Hello? Auntie, I'm home.” She called out, secretly hoping that nobody would answer. And she instantly felt something ecstatic rush through her veins and also the electricity that she felt down her spine. Nobody answered.

Nobody was there to make her feel like shit.

She skipped her way to her bedroom. All she wants now is a nice, relaxing shower to cool off her mind from all the things that happened today.

She grabbed a dry towel and made her way to the bathroom. She closed the door but she didn't lock it since nobody was there except for her. And the moment she turned the shower on, she regretted it.

She took off her clothes, dropping them on the bathroom floor. She was now completely naked, her bare skin completely visible to the naked eye. She stepped on the shower area, tiptoeing her way.

She turned the knob and water started pouring out, each droplet making contact with her skin.

She was startled to hear something from outside. It was a loud smash that seemed to have come from just outside the bathroom, at the other side of the closed door.

“You idiot. I told you to be careful!” She heard someone whisper from outside. She immediately turned off the water and walked out, a towel wrapped around her nude body.

She opened the bathroom door to reveal her aunt having an argument with a tall, muscular man. Her eyes immediately met with his. For some reason, she felt as if the man wasn't a bad guy at all. But she thought too soon.

“There she is.” Her aunt pointed to her while she adjusted her towel. She tightly gripped on her towel, she felt something wrong. “Do whatever you want with her.”

“What?” She asked, her eyes filled with incredulity. She couldn't believe what happened next.

The man aggresively pushed her back inside the bathroom. He roughly yanked off her towel, the only thing that kept her body from nudity. He bites his lips, eyes filled with lust and lust only.

Tears started to trickle down her face, pain overtaking her whole body. She flinched each time the man forced himself inside her.

The so-called pleasure that many people experience, she felt none of it. All she felt what pain, ache, she was hurting. The only thing that kept her sane was taken away from her. There was only a little of it but he took it all away, her innocence was now nonexistent.

After hours of pure anguish, torment, and distress, the man has finally stopped. She laid on the cold bathroom floor. She could only watch as the man wore his clothes and left.

She couldn't take it anymore.

No more.

No more pain.

No more suffering.

No...

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