She stole my heart

Chapter 14

Delilah
(Warning mention of rape⛔🚫)

No no no no no, this can't be happening, not again, not now, not ever. God, why me?! What offence have I committed to make you hate me so much?!

My breath started to pick up and negative thoughts ran through my head at the speed of light.

I was having a panic attack

I haven't had a panic attack in years. After what happened to my brother and what Dylan did to me I had to take therapy sessions, because what he did had scared my mental and physical state. I had to be treated for many mental disorders and other stuff. I was in therapy for about 4 years before I was allowed to fully stop.

And I was starting to be happy, I was starting to get a grip on my life, starting to see the bright side of life, but here I am, back to square one, heart racing, body covered in sweat, and tears running down my cheeks... I was a mess.

I felt myself being thrown back down to the gates of reality when I heard Dylan burst out laughing. And with that reality hit me again like a punch in the face.

Once he calmed his laughing fit, he looked at me with an evil smirk plastered on his stupid face that at that very moment I wanted to slap off, but I couldn't, because I was tied to a chair.

"Oh angel if I've already got you this fired up when nothing has happened, I wonder how you'll be like once the fun starts"

"Dylan let me go! Please, I'll give you any amount of money you want, just please...l-let me go" at this point I was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Dylan laughed again, but not as bad as the first time "oh princess, I don't want money, I just want to here you screaming my name from pleasure ~"

I thought I was gonna puke in my mouth at how disgusting this was. I started hyperventilating, but instead of helping, Dylan just stared in amusement, he seemed to be enjoying my suffering.

"Help!" Was what I tried to shout but I came out as a weak whimper. I felt miserable, I felt helpless, weak, tired, I remembered how weak and tired I felt that night how much the betrayal shattered me, how it made me forget the meaning of love.

FLASHBACK
It was our 2 year anniversary and Dylan and I had never done the deed, although he wanted to, I wasn't comfortable with it. So when ever he tried I'd just make an excuse, and after a while he thankfully gave up.

Dylan had told Me he had a surprise for me. He told me to wear something comfortable but not basic, so I wore a white dress that had print of different flowers scattered on it, I put on some white sneakers and ran out the house. I kissed my parents bye, before heading out.

My parents told me to be back before 12:00 and it was just 10:00 so we had sometime. When I walked out Dylan was waiting outside for me, resting on his car. When he saw me he smiled, but something seemed off and I couldn't decrypt what it was, so I just shook it off as anxiety.

That was my first mistake

My second mistake was when we pulled up in front of a forest. I asked Dylan what we were doing there and he seemed to tense up before he calmed down and told me it was a surprise.

My gut instinct was telling me not to trust it at all and just go home. but because of the fact that he was my boyfriend and had planned something for our 2 year anniversary, made me block it out.

That was my second mistake

My third mistake was not finding it weird when Dylan told me to take my gown and sneakers off. I questioned why, but he just told me he wanted to go for a swim in a lake that was nearby. I asked why he didn't tell me to bring a bathing suit, and he he just said he thought it would give away too much about the surprise.