Pain Unlimited

You Owe It

Beer cans are everywhere. On the floor, in my room, in my bed and the house smells worse than a garbage can. But then again, I don't smell any better.

Upon waking up I felt sore all over, I could barely move my legs from the pain. Tears welled up in my eyes as I slowly got up off of my large bed wrapping a blanket around my naked body. There were two men in the bed, both had passed out from the amount of alcohol they had consumed. One was my boyfriend and the other was a friend of his.

Memories from last night flooded my mind, Pierson, my boyfriend, had forced me to have sex with him and his friend. He said that I owed it to them and when I said "no" he hurt me. I again said no and that is how I got the bruise around one of my dull brown eyes and on my pale skin. Pierson and his friend soon took me to the bed and stripped me of my clothes and my dignity, but it was not for the first time.

I tiptoed out of the carpeted room and shut the door silently behind me so that I didn't wake the men up. Gripping the soft blue blanket, I stepped over beer bottles, soda cans, and other beverages to get to the leather sofa. Gently I slid over the arm stretching my sore body and turned my head towards the kitchen just in time to see a beer bottle fall from the kitchen countertop to the ground. I cringed when I saw the broken glass on the ground. My heart was pounding and I held my breath praying that Pierson wouldn't wake up. He would be furious.

"What the hell?" I hear Pierson mumbling in frustration and people fumbling about the room I had just left.

The door to the bedroom was thrown open with a great deal of force causing me to jump up off of the couch and to look up to a tan face. The tan and angry face of my boyfriend.

Pierson grabbed a handful of my short, tangled brown hair, pulling me close to him. I blinked through the tears as I held onto my blanket so that the blond haired monster standing behind Pierson wouldn't see my body. But the monster was already staring at me with a look that I knew only too well, but Pierson was too busy hurting me to notice my pain.

"We were sleeping Lena." He stated through gritted teeth while tightening his grip on my hair.

I whimpered but his grip just continued to tightened until he thought I was thoroughly punished. He then threw me aside causing my shoulder to painfully hit the wall. I blinked my eyes a few times, attempting to rid them of the tears threatening to fall, and looked down at my body, the blanket was showing much of my bruised legs. Shakily, I stood up, carefully wrapping the exposed skin in the blanket. A warm wave of relief filled me as I stood up. I could actually stand properly.

"Go get some clothes on and clean this mess up." He whispered softly in my ear. I cringed away from his disgusting voice but nodded, turning to go he whispered again in my ear.

"Look at you swaying your hips for me, you know what I like don't you hun?" Pierson said, smacking my bottom playfully while laughing with his shirtless friend that had come out to see the 'show'.

I hissed in pain because of the cuts and bruises on my bottom when he touched me. I am sure that there are still hand prints on my body from last night.

I continued to walk into my room and quietly shut the door. Letting out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding, tears slid down my face. A few strands of my straight hair clung to my colorless cheeks as I silently cried. I was ashamed of what happened to me, what I let happen to me. But I did owe Pierson, right?

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Note on how to say her name: Lay-nuh

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