My breathing was ragged. My throat was on fire from screaming. I screamed till my own ears were ringing. Eventually my screams were replaced with sobs.
I knew my screaming was futile. No help was coming for me tonight. I couldn't stop my body from trembling, my legs were shaking as he pryed my legs apart.
"Please stop...!" I cried out in between my sobs. All I could hear was his grunting as he thrust in and out of me.
The more I begged and pleaded with him the rougher he got. It seemed to entice him further as he put more force into his thrust. I tried pulling my hands free but he had them pinned above my head.
The ground was rough and I could feel the ground and rocks cutting deep into my back. Tears wear streaming down my face and my body was caked in dirt.
"Please..." I begged but this only seemed to excite him even more. He pushed up into me so rough that my legs were beginning to go numb.
How could no one help me? How could they not hear my screams? The faint sound of music got louder. I closed my eyes and prayed for someone, anyone to help me.
He quit moving and got quiet. I could feel a burning between my legs. He was done. He pushed up off me and got dressed. He never even spared me another glance. He simply walked away.
I felt completely numb. I pulled my knees to my chest. It became hard to breath. I began crying so hard that I was gasping for air. I don't know how long I layed there but my skin felt ice cold.
I can't stay here. I got up and winced at the pain between my legs. I slowly pulled my pants back on and made my way back to the party. My legs felt like jelly. I barely made it back to my car. And honestly I felt like dying.
I shot up in my bed screaming covered with sweat. My clothes were stuck to my body. I clutched my chest as i tried to catch my breath. I felt as if it was happening all over again. Every night I was violated over again.
My parents don't even bother checking on me anymore. Most nights were the same, the screaming and crying. My life was now shattered. Two weeks ago I was raped by my best friend....
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The loss of innocence...
Teen FictionMy name is Kaya. My life...used to be perfect. I had a loving family and the perfect boyfriend who I loved. Now I hate being around them. They're a hateful reminder. Of what happened to me. I can't get away from my past. I never chose this. My life...
