Stop

"A simple word that should be followed with a simple action. But as your hands travel down the length of my body I know my voice goes unheard. I'm a whimpering mess and I hate it, you've try to do this before but here I was thinking that you'd changed. But the drugs in my system are the evidence of you're lies. Like a summers day with the bluest of skies that turns out to be the worst day of our lives. You're a storm that commits, and once you've started you seem to have no end. I'm withering in pain from your destruction, but the power of your attack makes me seem like a child to an adult."

{COMPLETED SHORT STORY}

[WARNING - This book contains content of sexual assault which may be triggering. I understand if you don't want to read, and I support you in your decision, I send out my love to you flowers because I know that with time you will bloom. Don't let the demons hold you down. There are people out there that love you.]