Broken Wings

Everything Comes Crashing Down

WARNING: Explicit content. If you get offended by sexual assault, harrassment, rape, or alcohol abuse, please do not read on to this chapter. I will write a summary of what happens in the Author's Note after this chapter.

(Rhiannon's POV again)

I enter the building, pushing the double doors with shaky hands as my purse was slung over my shoulder, my keys clenched in my fist.

I already knew what I had to do. I had to meet him at his office.

But I'm not going to let him do this anymore. I don't care if I lose my job, I'm going to get out of this. Not today. Not ever again.

I walk up to the door, standing at it a few moments as my anxiety rises to an impossible level. I couldn't take this. But I had no other choice.

I opened the door, and my boss was sitting in his seat, his feet hanging off of the desk as he looked up at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Rhiannon, do you have any idea how pissed I am with you?"

I didn't say a word as I stepped in, my legs shaking underneath me. My keys were still clenched in my fist.

"I'm done, Chris. I'm done. I'm not going to be tormented and HARRASSED like this anymore!" Tears filled my eyes once more.

Chris is the name of my boss. It terrifies me every time I hear it.

He slowly stands up, his own eyes filling with fury. "Shut. The fucking. Door."

I swallowed as I regretfully close the door. "What do you want from me? Hm?! What is it that's making you do this for so fucking long?! There has to be something!"

Chris smirked, shaking his head. He was slowly cornering me, closing in on me. It was going to happen again.

"Oh, Rhiannon. You already know what I want." His hand reaches for my hair, gently twisting a peice of my hair into his fingers.

His head pulls closer to mine, tears are streaming down my face.

"No.." I whimper, my hands going up to try to push him away.

He chuckles as he grabs my wrist firmly, a grip so tight that it hurt my wrist. He clenches my hair in his other hand. I'm barely able to move as my back hits the wall. I didn't have any hope left except for the hand that held my keys.

"I want you, Rhiannon. And I know you want me too." He whispers in my ear.

Right before he slams his lips against mine.

He shoves his tongue down my throat and I gag, my eyes stay wide open.

No.

Not again.

I yank my head to the side, my scalp in excruciating pain because of the pulling.

I used my last hope then and there.

"NO!!" I swung my hand that had my keys up into the side of his head.

He groans out in pain as he lets go of me, grabbing onto the side of his head as he staggers onto the ground.

"YOU BITCH!" He yells out in rage, and I stay paralyzed for a minute as I realize what I have done.

Blood starts running down the side of Chris's face as I made a run for it out the door.

I continue to run out the door as people rush to Chris. I wasn't sure if it was for his aid, or if it was to call the police.

I start sobbing as I run back towards my car, starting the ignition as I drove off to the only place I wanted to go at the moment.

To the liquor store.

**TIME SKIP**

I dragged the paper bag into the car again, pulling out a bottle of wine. It didn't matter what kind of alcohol it was. I just needed it.

I opened it and grabbed it by the neck, chugging down almost a third of the entire bottle before setting it down next to me and starting the car. I felt the burn as it slowly went down my throat.

And I started the car.

I was going to go back home to Ben, I needed comfort. He promised me a night just for us, and that was the only thing I wanted at this point.

I pulled out of the driveway and almost swerved onto the road, since I was kind of in a rush to get home.

I pulled out the bottle and drank even more, about half of it as I could slightly start to feel the buzz kicking in. I knew this wasn't a good idea, but I needed it.

*TIME SKIP*

I was almost there, but unfortunately I drank the entire bottle, so I was drunk.

I was driving on the road near a steep hill when all of a sudden my hand slips off the wheel, and the car swerves like crazy. I freaked out and quickly grabbed onto the wheel, and turned it to try to get back on the road.

I turned the wrong way.

And sooner than I knew it the car was rolling down the side of the hill.

Down, down. It seemed like it never stopped.

I forgot to put on my seatbelt, so I hit my head on the ceiling of the car, then right through the windshield, the glass blinding me as I screamed. The car would never stop rolling.

Then, unfortunately, it stopped. That was the worse part yet.

The entire car landed upside down, and I hit the side of my head really hard, yet again, on the ceiling.

I was bent in an extremely twisted position as I bled out onto the ground.

I couldn't believe it was happening so fast. It seemed surreal.

Out of no where the pain burst through me, like I hit a wall. It felt as if all my bones were broken.

I continued to bleed, so much that it was starting to pool around me, getting into my mouth, getting into my eyes. Nothing but blood surrounded me.

And then, everything seemed to fade away. Like nothing mattered anymore.

Nothing was left.

Nothing.