Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 1

Winnie's POV

I woke up to my head pounding and the sun shining way too brightly into my room. I slowly looked at my clock to see it was only 11am. The New York sun was already set to burn up anything, especially my small apartment. I cautiously climbed out of my sweaty bed and made my way to my mirror. My natural orange hair clung to my damp face and shoulders. Just looking at my reflection rushed the memories of last night into my mind. My torn black dress, and my smeared make up was just a reminder. I tip-toed into the bathroom and peeled off my destroyed dress. I then turned the shower on as hot as my skin could tolerate. I just wanted to wash away all the sins of the night before. Sighing loudly i took the soap and scrubbed my body. I couldn't help but let out a muffled sob.

I stayed in my steam filled shower for 20 minutes, cleaning as much of the night away. I decided to change into gym shorts and a tee-shirt. As i walked into my room, my room-mate Delilah was sat on my bed. She looked at me with sympathetic eyes. I looked away from her gaze, as i did not need her pity.
"Winnie..." She said still looking at me with watch eyes.
"Yes?" I responded as i combed through my tangled mess of hair.
"Are you-" i cute Delilah off before she could finish her sentence.
"I want to go get breakfast. Im hungry." I tied up my flaming hair and grabbed Delilah's hand leading her out to the sitting room.
"We can go to IHOP, but we're gonna talk. Winnie!"
"Ok, yes."
We slipped on our flip flops and adventured into the blazing summer air.
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*LAST NIGHT*
His breath smelt of alcohol and weed. His hands traveled up my dress and i quickly pushed his hands away in disgust.
"What the hell you fucking tease!" He said still trying to force himself upon me.
"Josh stop it. You know i dont want to do this!"
I tried to push him off me but he was too heavy for my small arms.
"What the fuck Winnie! I've been with you for a year and you wont fuck me. We all know you done it with every other guy."
By now he pinned me down by the wrists. I was unable to move and struggle to break free from his tight grip.
"Josh, please" i begged with tears in my eyes.
"Where do you think your going?" His breath was warm on my ear.
He used one hand to pin me down and the other to take off my panties.
"Stop!" I cried as he put his hand up my dress.
"Shut the fuck up slut!"
Hot tears stream down my face as i struggled. Josh's gripped tightened and my wrist began to hurt badly.
"Why?!" I cried out.
Why was he forcing himself onto? Why am i suddenly a slut? We were perfectly fine. I mean he got angry sometimes and we fought but all couples go through that. Maybe it was cause he was drunk. But he never acted like this before. All these thoughts raced through my mind as Josh tried to force himself inside.
"JOSH STOP!" I screamed trying to push him off of me.
Suddenly the weight lifted off of me. My best friend Michael heard me yell at Josh and came in and pulled Josh off at me.
I quickly pulled my panties back up and looked over to see Michael beating the shit out of Josh. Josh was too drunk to fight back but Michael kept pounding his fists into Josh's face. I could hear Josh's groans of pain. If Michael didn't stop he would kill Josh. I jumped off the bed and yelled,
"Michael! Michael! Stop!" I caught Michaels arm, preventing a fist to Josh's face. By now a group of people were at the bedroom door to see what the commotion was. Delilah pushed through the crowd and pulled me into an embrace.
"Are you ok Winnie?" Michael said out of breath with bloody knuckles.
Josh was on the ground trying to comprehend what had just happened. His nose was gushing blood and his face was already swelling up.
The tears were once again flowing and i shook my head no as Michael and Delilah quickly led me out to the car. Michael held onto my hand the whole way, his bright red hair leading the way out of this mess.
"What the hell happened?!" Delilah asked.
My lips were moving but no words came out. I too barley knew what had happened.
"Its ok Winnie. We don't have to talk about it right now." Michael rubbed my back as i sat in the back of Delilah's car.
"I just want to go to sleep," i said. I leaned back into the seat and sighed loudly.
"Ok, lets go" Delilah said while pulling off the curb.
What the fuck did happen?

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So this is the 1st chapter (: let me know what u think so far. More to come soon :D love ya xoxo