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***TRIGGER WARNING***
This chapter deals with a serious and sensitive issue of violent sexual assault. I will put a warning before the explicit scene so if you do not feel comfortable you can skip to the next chapter if this topic upsets or triggers any reader.
And please if you or anyone you know has gone through this please reach out to someone and if you don't feel like you have anyone in your life that you can trust there are hotlines where you can talk to professionals who know how to help. And remember it is never your fault never let anyone victim blame you for other peoples vile actions. God bless you all.
Here is the National Sexual Assault Hotline
1-800-656-HOPE (1-800-656-4673)
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Aurora's POV
"Hey Aurora meet me by our spot, I have a surprise for you," Jake says before abruptly hanging up the line, not giving me a chance to get a word in otherwise.
Confusion mixes with excitement and fear. I loved any opportunity to be alone with Jake. Especially at our favorite spot by the river...but, I can't help but wonder if this has anything to do with what happened last week? And if it is, is it going to be a good or bad meeting?
I feel myself physically cringe at the memory of me blurting out my feelings like a babbling buffoon at Devon's birthday bash. Auughh! Why did I let Leslie talk me into taking more shots!?!? And why must he torture my mind now as I replay how long he stalled like that!?! Like a damn fish out of water by the way he kept opening and closing his mouth. God, it was so embarrassing!!! I wanted the ground to swallow me up and bury me! I was so mortified!
My mind flies through all the worst scenarios that could play out if I go. Enough to make me almost run under the covers...if only I knew then how much worse it'd truly be I would of done just that, but how could I have?
So instead I preserve forward with only the foolish hope a love struck young girl could have.
Day dreaming of Jake sitting on a green blanket that matches his beautiful emerald eyes with a picnic basket and candles surrounding him. I envision those beautiful green eyes with yellow flecks in the middle that look like mini sunflowers gazing deeply into my eyes filled with only joy and love. He gets up and envelops me in a hug before finally telling me how stupid he was last week and how he should have just told me he loved me too when he first had the chance. My cheeks turn red, engrossed in my delusional fantasy as I head for my closet determined to pick out the cutest outfit I own that's suitable for a fall evening. Maybe if he sees me looking my best he'll realize he is in fact head over heels in love with me too.
Then another far less desirable thought strikes...or maybe he's going to shut me down completely this time. The thought sends my stomach into a twisting mess making me unsure of my next move. Again I ask myself, do I want to run into the shower or straight under the covers where it's safe? If I didn't go, he couldn't reject me.
...But then again if I run now and he ends up doing it in a far less private setting where others could witness my heartbroken downfall I'd be humiliated. Just like Jake to be so considerate of my feelings. Oh God! That's probably why he stood silent! He didn't want to embarrass me in front of basically the entire senior class. No wonder he's been avoiding me like the plague.
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