I woke in my comfy bed feeling severe pain in my head and lower body. I knew something wasn't right. Confusion swept through my aching head trying to remember what happened, and why I felt safe in my room.
*Raps on door*
"Sweetie? It's Sarah, can I come in?"
"Sure." I answered in a feeble voice.
"Hey baby, how are you feeling?" She asked in concern while rubbing my forehead.
Her actions confirmed that something bad had happened. I just couldn't remember what.
"I'm feeling a bit confused, and my body hurts, what's going on?" My eyes wild, I bearly managed to speak.
"Sweetie, when you didn't come home after 12 last night, your dad got worried and went in search of you......"
I interrupted her "Where was I last night?" I asked, sounding insane.
"Honey.. you don't remember? You wanted to go to Henna's party. And then you left in your car" she said in a calm but hurt voice.
"Oh yes! The party.. I remember.." I spoke very quickly. "What happened after the party, how did I get home? Where's my car-...?" I shot questions at her with tears falling from my eyes as the image of the male figure on top of me, popped into my head.
She leaned over and gave me a tight hug. "It's going to be okay, don't worry honey." She assured me "We will take care of you." She added in a comforting tone.
"Thank you." I sniffed "I'm feeling un ease, im going to take a bath," I said in a dieing voice.
As she left, I got up slowly feeling an ache between my legs, I wanted to spy down there. I knew that bastered ruined me. I don't know who he was, but all I know is that he ramed all of it inside me at once. That monster! Tears fell from my eyes like rain on a stormy day. I remembered now, all of it! And it hurts really bad! My first time was supposed to be special, not the way it happened!
I know my step mom knew I was raped. And I know my dad did too. But I'm not sure whether scarlette knew, I sure hope she doesn't.
I know they knew by the way my step mom approached me. And although she did it nice as possible, I still feel humiliated. It's so awkward having the sex talk with your parents, so much less when they are aware of you actually having sex or being raped as a matter of fact.
Oh my god! Did that bastered left me naked...!!? I questioned my self, realizing that it was my dad that found me. Oh no! What have a done!!....
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Midnight Scars
Teen Fiction* Brief description about 'Midnight Scars' * A 17 year old high school teen narraties a story based on something that transpired at midnight which left her scars both mentally and physically.(Her past follows her like a leach stuck on someone.) She...
