Crying Distress (The story of a outrage)

Unexpectec 2

Steps away ceased to be heard in the distance, he was alone in the alley, trying to calm his own sobs and to stand with that dirty soil hassle, as it could put on their own feet leaning to the wall and road with step slow and painful back to the hotel where he was staying, each step caused painI wanted to get away from that site, that darkness, trash, the meows of cats, humidity and cold as soon, I wanted to be far away, I wanted to feel safe.

Finally he was already in front of the hotel, the hotel that he had in his appearance nothing in particular, that it had served as temporary home to the only place that could go in those moments. Reached the reception with step slow, but still trying to be as normal as possible, still pretending that he was well.

-The key of the room 15B - said avoiding to look in the face to the receptionist I had seen a few hours earlier.

-Of course... - the man was silent, looking surprised the boy not watching him to face - is it good? -said when looking at the other person with the tousled hair, messy clothes and something dirty, and blows to the face - do these well? —again repeated the receptionist while Fil trembled slightly more to hear that question

-Yes - he said,raised his eyes a bit then download it instantly - I'm okay - he said weakly - please anyone to my room - he said the elusive and slightly lost look.

The receptionist left to ask, simply gave keys the nervous boy of black hair, which received them with doubt and anxiety and walking slowly went to her room.

Fil Hill well the door after, noted for a moment that room that had left just a few hours earlier, which had not having left, which would have been secure, felt the metallic taste in your mouth, pass their language by their lower lip, causing burning, in the left corner flavor was stronger, slowly went to the bathroom, there began to unbutton the shirt, then to automatically remove the pants and underwear, something warm and liquid squeezed a little in your legs. His gaze was fixed to the front, without looking at her own body, opens the hot key and while under it, stayed upright, letting the water wash that could wash, but something so it can never be cleaned may never be white, hot water helped the pain was a little lower, dark brown and reddish water disappear down the drain.

How much time had him passed under the shower? It was a question that did not Fil, a question that didn't matter, but it should take a while, his hands were already very wrinkled water, then el comes out of the shower and is wrapped in a robe, acting automatically, then feel very carefully on the bed, then lie on your side, while a row of tears fall by his eye rightI was alone, only felt and broken out makes less than a minute of shower dirt was there, asco was there, the fear was living in it.

Everything looked fuzzy, I did not know when exactly had lost his contact lenses, but that was what cared less now.

Hands, he could feel the hands of this man on his body, he could still feel are being crushed by the heavy body, he could hear the breaths of their attacker, it was so... too which inevitably, it made him cry again. He was sobbing for quite some time before sleep.

Disrespectful of the phone ringing, breaks with his dream, with heaviness opens his eyes, something in the light of the Sun slipped through the window, stands awkwardly and goes to the bathroom where it was clothing that had been used last night, that dirty clothes.

MOM, it was he was saying on the screen, his mother was calling him, he should reply you or if not worry she was afraid that she felt that something was not walking well.

-Hello mama - said it affected.

-Hello sweetheart - said the sweet woman - How are you my love?

-Well mom- said Fil, in a seemingly happy way, but his mother through the phone could feel something not going well.

- Son, are you well? - said she worried - having trouble? Were you crying?