I could feel cold, hard pieces of gravel forcing it's way into my skin as if it belonged there. I knew that my body would be all bruised up in the morning. I could feel moisture on my leg but with the many possibilites it could've been, I didn't dare look to see. I needed to escape. Detach. The only way to save myself is to try and detach my mind from my physical being and be somewhere else, anywhere else.
But for some reason I couldn't detach, not this time. I couldn't break away. No matter how far away I tried to reach with my mind, I could still feel his sweaty and oh so rough hands fumbling about all over my body. I knew I'd lost the fight I had left in me. I felt it leave.
"You see baby, I knew you'd love it." He whispered to me in my ear as I laid there, waiting for him to finish. I was a sobbing mess. My dress was torn, more than likely dirty, and I didn't want to imagine what my face looked like. He planted disgusting wet kiss on my cheek, so close to my mouth I thought I'd vomit. The stench of sweat, alcohol and whatever the hell else was on his breath very heavy was an odor I'd never forget. This bastard! How sick was he to think just because I stopped fighting that I was enjoying myself. I was exhausted. I felt disgusted, with his presence and myself. I knew that I was stronger yet I allowed myself to be so easily overpowered. "I'm almost finished baby. Oh baby you're everything I expected you to be." he spoke between grunts and wiped away a few stray tears the ground didn't absorb. A few moments later I felt a warmth inside of me. This disgusting pig had some fucking nerve. Not only did he rape me but also had the audacity to leave his vile specimen inside of me as if it was a kind parting gift.
I'd kil-
"Amarielle Warburn." I heard a woman's soft voice call out to me in the mist of my thoughts.
"Yes, that's me." I answered as I stood to met the woman at the door she held open for me. I approached her with my head down, embarrassed that this is what my life had succumbed to.
"You may follow me this way sweet heart." she stated politely as she gestured for me to proceed ahead of her. I cringed at the use of the word sweet heart.
"You were such a good girl for me sweet heart." He smirked. "I hope you had as much fun as I did." He whispered to me as he planted a final kiss on my forehead.
"We'll be going the room 3b. It's just down the hall on the right." She informed me. I simply nodded and made my way down the hallway until I reached the room. Room 3b. This room was about to be the next regrettable thing etched into my memory. Regrettable but very necessary. I examined the room. It looked like a normal doctors office expect for these long contraptions sticking from the bottom of the patient bed.
I cleared my throat, " What now?" I asked blankly as I continued scanning the room. My nerves were eating me alive. This was wrong, I knew this but I could conquer this part just as I had conquered living with the assassination of the person I once was. I felt mutilated inside and yet I lived.
"Sweet-"
"Amarielle. Please call me Amarielle, Mari even if that's better for you, but please do not call me pet names Mrs...?"
"Robins"
"Mrs. Robins, thank you." I spoke as politely as possible. I watched her face grow more worrisome and all the confidence she had a moment ago vanished.
"Well, Amarielle. You're so young, you'll be twenty one soon yes? I can't imagine why you wouldn't want to carry this child. Every woman in the town dreams of this moment. I know it can be scary but your mate wil-"
"Listen, I didn't come here for counseling okay? I came here for a service and I expected to receive it with a lot less mouth from nosey old women like you. If you cannot do anything further to help me please leave and go fetch the person that can." I spat. At this point I couldn't take her all knowing attitude. How dare she speak to me like she knows me? She knows nothing and I'm sure she now understands that my mind is made up.
"Yes ma'am I do apologize if I've overstepped. I just get concerned when I see such beautiful young women come in looking so defeated. I will let the doctor know that you're ready for her." She responded almost mouse like. She called me beautiful, that was laughable. I may have taken it too far calling her a nosey old woman but she shouldn't have acted like one. Hell what was her job, what happened to professional courtesy. She handed me a piece of folded fabric that I assumed was my gown. "Please remove your clothing and put this on. You may keep on your socks if you wish but please remove everything else. To your right is a basket you may place you things in. The doctor should be with you momentarily." Now it was her turn to look defeated. After I thanked her she turned to exit the room.
I began to take off my clothing. The feeling of humiliation began to creep up on me. I had to let another stranger intrude my body. Even though it's ultimately my choice, I still felt that my choices had been taken away from me. I took a deep breath. "You can do this Mari." I tried convincing myself as I stepped into the gown. "This is the last step and then he's gone." But I knew that was a lie. No matter what I did the memories wouldn't stop flooding my mind and I knew he'd never actually be gone. There was a knock on the door.
"May I come in?" A different woman's voice asked. Instead of answering I opened the door and stepped back after. "Hi, I'm Dr. Osyn and I will be completing your procedure today." She informed me with a small smile as she stepped into the room. I nodded in response keeping my head low enough to avoid eye contact. "You don't seem up to chat and I wouldn't want to pry so if you are ready you may lie down on the bed." She spoke again this time looking down at the clipboard in her hands. Again I nodded and made my way over to the bed.
I watched her as she turned her back to me and placed her clipboard on the smooth granite counter. My palms began to sweat when I watched her reach above to grab her gloves. This was really about to happen.
"Please lay back and place your feet here." She said gesturing to the legs on the end of the bed. I did as I was told. "Now please move your bottom as close to the edge of the bed as you can." Again I did as I was told. I felt so exposed in this moment. My bare vagina wind open for this woman, I don't even know, to see. There's no going back now, at least that's what I've been telling myself since I got here. The doctor gave me a sedative and told me that I should relax. And I tried, I closed my eyes and took a very deep breath. We sat there in a calming silence until the medicine finally began doing the job. I just hoped that the unwarranted sleep didn't come with nightmares.
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Hey guys I'm Coco. This is a werewolf story but I'll get there. I've tried writing books before but I usually give up because I lose the story line but I have higher hopes for this one. If you happen to run across this book please be patient with me. I just want this book to be as good as my imagination plans. Thanks for reading in advance.
~XOCoco
