Pure devastation struck down my throat like a searing hot branding iron. Pain clenching my chest. For what I am now is shame. For what you see in me is dirt and garbage. This dark alley, scattered with trash and vermin that I lay in, is befitting to me. wouldn't you agree? I have been soiled, sullied, ruined. Broken. Used up, and left for the wandering hungry rats that roam this city. I will never be clean again, "I will never be dirt free". I will never have your love again. You shall never hold a light of affection towards me… I have been finally beaten into submission. Finally KO'd right here, on the dark cold concrete. And by who you ask? None other than that feind you call a brother. A demon, a monster in a mans body. His hands free roaming my innocent clean flesh. Fingers raking thighs and chest. His wet tongue gliding through my soft lips and raking my mouth. His pinning arms holding to the wall securely. He whispers in my ear, "I will never allow you to be his" , and with that he pulled off my skirt and stuck me with his slippery demon. Poking and prodding and ramming and stabbing. Slamming and slapping muffled sobs and silent prayers. I was to be yours, and you were to be mine, but how can you look at me now? Sullied by another man. I don't deserve your love. I much more deserve this filthy hard ground, layered with garbage and rodents, dirt and darkness. Than to be held close in your safe strong arms.
authors note::the line in this story "i will never be dirt free" is from the song Dirty night clowns. its a homestuck thing i guess.
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