Forty Eight///Trigger

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Shaynes POV

One month later

I went into the coffee shop pretty early in the morning. I had a plan to avoid Jason if he was here today.

I would order quickly and don't show my face. I would walk out with coffee for myself and Damien.

I got to the counter and Jason was there on his phone. I went up to the desk and asked for a coffee.

"Wait, I think I know you."

Fuck.

"Sir can I please just have my coffee."

"Are you Shayne from the football team in high school?"

Shit.

"Sir can I please have my coffee."

That's when he started to walk around the counter towards me.

"I haven't seen you in a while Shayne."

He said seductively as he put his arm around my waist.

"Can you get your hands off me you sick freak?"

"Now that's no way to talk to me."

His hand slid down to my ass. He wouldn't. Then he gave my ass a squeeze and I ripped his hand off me.

"Jason this won't end up like last time." I said backing away

"Maybe but your little boyfriend Damien isn't here to protect you this time."

"Stay the fuck away." I said running towards the door.

He ran up close to me and covered my mouth. I bit his mouth and he pulled me back over the counter.

He slammed me against the ground. He was on top of me and I tried to reach my phone but he slid that away.

Why did I come here. I need to leave. That's when he starts taking my pants off and I start crying.

I can't handle being raped again.

He pulled his pants off and stuck his dick inside me.

It hurt so bad I was crying so much. He had his hand over my mouth so I couldn't say a word. I tried biting but that didn't do anything.

The pain was unbearable that everything started turning white.

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