Beyond Repair

Chapter 11

People, when they are born on this earth, they are born with two sides within themselves. One which they make a point to show others and one they keep to themselves. Like a fragile artpiece, so magnificient to look at but cold upon touch.

When you finally touch the cold surface, you realise, the person you were so sure about was only an imagination. An illusion hiding behind the mask of someone you thought you knew.

You realise you made something up in your mind and you believed it to such extent, you forgot to see the reality of things.

A reality so cruel that you wish you never had touched the cold surface. You wish you had never seen. You wished you had never ventured to find out. A reality you wish you had never questioned.

But no matter how hard you try. The truth sticks to you like skin to muscles. Immesurable pain follows if you are to ever remove this truth, but what are you to do when knowing and not knowing both has you in shambles.

The reality here is that Min is kissing another guy. A guy she barely knows the name of. A guy she only met today.

He has her pinned on the wall. Her hands are tightly in his grip over her head. He licks her lips and bites on her  lower lip, hungry for more, asking for entrance. Min whimpers under him, like a lost puppy calling out for help. Her cheeks are wet with tears and her body is trembling.

The guy moves his hands from Min's hands towards her waist. As it reaches   her hip, he rubs the area a little and gives her ass a pinch.

Min grimaces at this, her whole body shudders out of disgust. She is helpless, her legs feel like jelly because she can't even seem to stand on her two feets.

An unconscious whimper leaves her lips as the guy presses her further into the wall, his hands now clutching her waist so hard she is sure it will leave bruises.

The predator hikes her shirt upwards as he puts his hands under her shirt. The sensation of his hands feel like fire to Min as she now moves to panic mode.

Her eyes are wide open as she forgets to breath for a moment. You can see her eyes wide, with immesurable fear.

She wants to call for help, push him away even. But her body has already lost her. She is in complete lockdown from fear and there is nothing she can do about it.

As his kisses travel towards her jawline, she stands there numb. Her body is just laying there like a corpse as he takes off her shirt and throws it to the ground.

She can hear his grunts, his breathing,   as her skin crawls with hatred and disgust. She feels like she is going to throw up.

She can feel his hands on her breasts, fondling her through the coarse cloth of her bra.

Her body jerks once when she feels him trying to take off her bra. As if her body just came to life she screams on the top of her lungs startling the guy. She pushes him away with all the force she can muster as she clutches her discarded cloth from the ground.

He looks at her with anger. As if she had ruined something he had been working so hard for.

He just scoffs at her, "You enjoyed it as much as I did babe. What is there to yell for?"

He just inches closer to her with his eyes set on her like a wild cat, ready to pounce at the mouse at any moment.

Min just cowers back from him, her eyes red and fearful. She hiccups as uncontrollable cries close up her throat. She can't speak, she can't run, she can't even breath at this point.

He just looks at her pathetic self and smirks to himself. He knows he had found a good prey. He celebrates internally as he knows how easy it is going to be to tame her.