Peyton's POV
**Flashback**
4 months ago
- It was a normal school day. I was just trying to make my way to school when a black van stopped and a big man emerged from the vehicle making his way towards me.
"Somebody help!!" I screamed as the mystery man dragged me into his van. "Help! Somebody!" I screeched hoping for anyone to come to my rescue.
Next thing I knew, a white rag was over my face. I was slowly slipping away while this man had just kidnapped me.
*****
I was in a bedroom. The walls were a darker beige color and the bed was a deep crimson.
I noticed my hands were bound and tied to the headboard. Slowly the memories of earlier flushed back , confirming my whereabouts. I was kidnapped.
My thoughts were interrupted by the door opening and slamming shut. To my surprise , it was a very attractive man that looked like he was around 20 or so.
"I suggest you get ready sweetie," he said in a mocking tone, his voice sending shivers down my spine, "we're gonna have plenty of fun."
I froze. He was going to rape me. I started crying and screaming for help. I was still a virgin, this man is going to take the one thing that really matters to me.
He came forward , roughly kissing along my jawline, and grabbing me in places that have never been touched.
"Please, please don't do this." I begged quietly , tears streaming down my face. Which caused him to pause for a quick second.
"Shut the hell up. One more word and I'll snap your pretty little neck" he said against gritted teeth. He began undressing me, placing rough kisses all over my body. Before I even had time to cope with what was happening , he unzipped his pants, placing himself inside me. I felt a sharp pain in my core causing more tears to erupt.
All that was heard in the room was my whimpering and his loud moans and grunts.
Once he 'finished' , he left the room , leaving me to wallow in my own pity.
*****
**Flashback Over**
4 months later
I awoke in a sweat , memories of all those nights flashing in my head. It's been a month since I was found and my kidnapper was arrested. Every night since then , I have had the same nightmares of the times spent in his bedroom.
I groaned, realizing its time to get up. Today is my first day back at school, and to say I'm nervous would be an understatement. My name has been on the news since 4 months ago , everybody in this town knows what happened to me, besides the rapes.
When the police questioned me, I just couldn't find myself telling them about what that man did to me. I was disgusted in him and myself. The memories haunt me every day, and knowing this town, if people knew what I endured, they would remind me of it everyday with their questions. All I want to do is forget.
As I started getting dressed , I noticed all my old clothes , which pretty much consisted of bright, floral tops, short shorts, and the smallest skirts of existence. Ever since I was taken, I've changed. I'm no longer the bubbly, naive girl that I once was. Now I'm secluded, and tainted. He took away my innocence.
I dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a white button up. My once long shiny hair matted up in a low side pony.
I walked out to the living room to find my dad sulking on the couch. Ever since my mom died, he's been so depressed, and me being taken made it far worse. That's another reason why I can't tell them what happened, my dad wouldn't be able to cope.
"Hey honey, I'll take you right now." He said.
The ride to school was silent. Once I got dropped off, I began to prepare myself. There's no doubt in my mind that today is going to be tough.
I walked through the front doors, catching everyone's attention in the process. All eyes on me.
"Hey wasn't she taken"
"Poor girl"
"That's the really messed up one"
The bell rang, silencing all their murmurs.
As soon as I got my schedule from the office, I ran to my first class, late of course.
"Let the hell begin." I whispered to myself before entering the room.
YOU ARE READING
Tainted
Roman pour Adolescentsyour cliché love story with a twist, two entirely screwed up teens, both finding themselves in a tainted love