when the dust settles down

#1who am I?

I open my eyes and underwent a series of emotion altogether. It was hard to feel anything, my mouth was dry and flaky and I was lying on my stomach on something wet. My breaths were deep, I somehow managed to get up, it was pretty dark and the sky was all covered up by branches of tall trees.

I took a deep breath and somehow mustered the courage to sit, the moment I sat cold pain speared through my whole body. My hand bore scratches and were bleeding profusely, the wet ground underneath me signalled that it was raining before.
I felt a hot liquid flowing down my forehead, I moved my hand up but the pain was excruciating, it was like my bones were cracked, I wiped my forehead and shrieked in shock to see dark blood...I m bleeding..oh god.. suddenly the cold gush of wind burnt my wounds, my tear-soaked face was burning, "I need someone to help me" I whispered to myself. I clutched my chest and took the support of the nearby tree to stand up and turned to imbibe the whole surrounding. An isolated place with tall trees, wet muddy golden autumn leaves covered the whole brown ground. The essence of wet soil gave me the courage to walk a few steps, I stumbled on a piece of clothing, I bent down and the pain ripped my spine. I grabbed the clothing and examined, it was a purple laced bra and black panty all soaked in mud.

"Why are they lying here," I asked myself. Another strong gush of wind swayed my brown hair and the numbness between my legs made me realize that I m not wearing any panty. I hesitantly grabbed my floral maroon dress up and touched myself down it was all wet and sore.

"Was I raped!!" This shrill thought kept on going in my mind as I was looking around for more familiar belongings...like a mad widow.

I was moving leaves out of my way...there has to be something more, I was looking around when my hand struck something hard, a white laminated box, I picked it up and examined,
"golf flake, premium cigarettes",
it's covering was still intact..
" it must have fallen down from him while he was doing me",
I grasped the box and started my way out of the woods...

It was hard to see through the dark and that too with watery eyes...I was crying hysterically on my state because I had no idea what God damn happened to me. I have to make my way out, this can't be my ending, I kept on motivating me, my mouth was running dry as I wiped my face with the back of my hand, I realized that my lip was too bleeding.
" it's okay, it will be okay".

After what seemed like hours I saw the streetlights, the feeling of happiness swept me, I felt hope burning  and warming me up, I wanted to run towards the light but with a broken leg, I guess I could only limp fast...

Thank god, I made it...I looked around, the velvet black straight road going endlessly straight to somewhere. I started limping on the straight road, a speeding car swept near me, I cried
"help, please stop".
but he didn't,
"you jackass!!!",
I shouted on top of my lungs and then I fell silent.
After walking for a while I glanced around and saw a house,

I limped towards it, I ran my hand on the small hoarding in front of this two storey home with a lushly green lawn, it says "The Simpsons",

I made my way towards their patio,I peeked, the lights were still on but I was exhausted, I couldn't breath, it was like a lump in my throat, hard to swallow. I limped towards their big brown door, it had no switch for bell, I stepped on their navy blue furry doormat and knocked, no one answered, I pounded the door with both of my hands like a six-year-old girl with tears falling down my cheeks, it was hard to keep my focus, the sound of pounding on door was echoing in my ears, I stopped when someone yelled
"coming, don't break the door"
from another side, I stopped and glanced down, I was bare feet, my nails were painted sea green but the mud-covered everything, my heel of left foot was too bleeding.

"I m ripped apart into pieces,"
I said slowly to myself,

The door creaked open and a lady in her mid-30s was standing with a teddy in her Hand, I was about to lose my all consciousness, my heart was pounding heavily against my chest, the lady was shocked and horror stricken as she saw my condition, I crumpled down and she hurried towards me giving support, it was hard to understand what was happening, it was all black now, It was like I m somewhere else and then suddenly I saw someone over me, loud shrieks everywhere, a muscular man trying to strangle me, I m grasping for air but nothing is coming in, my chest is about to explode, I m flapping my hands, scratching him.. Begging him but he wasn't losing the control on me and then suddenly everything went normal, the last thing I remember seeing or hearing is that lady with grey eyes and black hair asking me
" who are you, what happened to you",
I took a long breath and glanced inside the house while laying down in front of door, two kids, one girl barely 8 years and the boy of same age peeking through the dining table with terrorized face, and then I realised that I don't know who am I or what's my name and then suddenly everything went black and silent.