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Trey or Neymar 😻😭 Stormi brown
I was extremely exhausted, and hurt mentally and physically. Yesterday was probably the worst day of my life due to me being raped by someone I thought I trusted.
He sodomized me.
Did I deserve it?
Is it because my butts too big?
Maybe I should loose some weight so this can't happen again. That sounds like a good idea.
"Stormi Brown!" I heard my name called as my nanny grabbed my hand, locking her fingers between mine as she smiled at me. "I'm going to stay here, you go ahead and go in. I love you so much my Stormi, and I'm sorry if I don't tell you that enough. We'll talk after." My eyes watered up as I nodded heading back to the examiners room.
I walked towards the brown headed nurse as she smiled. "Room B straight down this hall too the left, last door." She said as I nodded, making my way there in a hell of a lot of pain.
My anal area was in screaming pain, almost making me want to cry. Remembering just how bad and terrible the pain was when he first did it made it feel even worse as it throbbed, I honestly just wanted to kill myself.
I didn't ever speak to anyone about how I felt, and now it's catching up.
Once I was there I attempted to sit down but shot up, I was a bit confused because I sat on the counter and had no pain but I'm guessing because of all the adrenaline and anger I had after didn't make me feel any pain up until now.
I stood for atleast 20 minutes before a women came in. She had blonde her, high cheek bones, and hazel eyes. Her skin was pale, and she had many freckles everywhere.
"Hi Stormi, I am doctor kudro. Before I started this, as bad as I don't wanna ask it's forced by laws. Could you tell me what happened the night that you were raped?" She asked as I looked up at her.
"Listen." She said as she sat my file down, sitting on a Rollie chair. She rolled towards me, grabbing my small hands, and looking at me.
"I myself was raped at the age of ten, and I didn't seek help till I was sixteen. The only reason I'm telling you this is because if you don't tell me what happened, I can't predict your outcome of if you can have kids now or not."
My heart skipped a beat.
Kids?
"I- I went to one of my guy friends house and he picked me up from the couch. He took me into the bed room and-"
I was cut off my a sob, the events playing in my head instantly sent me into a panicked frenzy.
"It's okay Stormi, keep going for me."
"He- I told him to stop because it hurt but he didn't." I said finally, thanking god that the story was over. But it still replayed. The pain, the betrayal, the murder.
