tw: abuse and rape (i'll put **)
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I was in an empty room, it was just me and Elaine. She turned over to me and hit me down as fast as she could.
"Get away from me." I stood up and brushed myself off.
She picked me up by my shirt and held me in front of her. "I'll always be apart of you."
She dropped me on the floor and the scene changed. Suddenly we were back at the party. But this time it was different.
Random people were forcing alcohol down my throat and I choked as I tried not to swallow it.
"Stop being a little bitch." Elaine slurred, and forced my mouth open.
I felt myself get light headed as I fell to the ground.
"My dad- he told you to stay away." I began to slur as I felt alcohol running through me.
"What is he going to do. You're mine." She kicked my side and I felt a bruise form. "Go clean up the kitchen some. Make yourself useful."
I decided it best to go into the kitchen and get a trash bag. I collected empty beer bottles from the table and put them in the bag. I tried to ignore the guys doing a line of something on the counter.
A couple people threw their bottles at me, one of them was a glass bottle, and it shattered right on my head. I fell to the ground and felt blood coming out of the side of my head.
Suddenly, it was black again.
My eyes opened and he was in front of me. His hands ran over my entire body as I yelled for him to stop. I felt him throw me down on the bed and I tried my best to get out of it. He smacked my face forcing me to stop for a minute. Then he held his hand over my mouth, making me stop yelling.
I shut my eyes tight, wanting to be anywhere else.
**
I opened my eyes and I was back in my room. I was shaking and I felt the tears that were running down my face. My window told me that it was still dark outside.
Dad and Ryland were sitting on either side of me. Dad was combing his fingers through my hair and Ryland wiped my face.
"It's okay." Dad and Ryland said at the same time.
"You're okay." Ryland assured me. "We're here, everything's okay." He took my hand and held it in his own.
"Shh, I know." Dad wrapped one of his arms around me. He handed me a water bottle and I tried to take a sip, but I was still struggling to breathe and my hands were shaky.
"Look at me, breathe." Ryland instructed, taking a deep breath and I tried to follow him.
"I can't." I was choking on my own air.
"Yes, yes you can. Listen." Ryland took a deep breathe through his nose. Then breathed out through his mouth.
I took in a shaky breath and held it for a second before I took a long breath out. I continued to do that, making it a deeper breath every time.
"There you go." Ryland said and I could finally take a sip of the water.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Dad asked, rubbing my back.
I shook my head no, then wiping my own eyes.
"I wanna go back to sleep." I decided.
"Okay." Dad kissed my head.
"Can you stay?" I asked, laying back under the blankets.
"Of course." Ryland said.
I cuddled back under the blankets and tried to get comfortable. I shut my eyes, and tried to shut off my mind, until I eventually fell back asleep.
