You're brave.
You're perfect.
You're unbreakable.
Yeah, totally unbreakable. That's why you were just crying in the bathroom.
Everytime you're alone, you feel it.
His greasy disgusting hands all over your body.
Touching areas only once touched before.
Places meant to be sacred.
And Tuesday has become a meeting day between you and Santana.
She hugs you until you stop crying.
And then it never happened once you leave.
"Hey, pretty."
He's back again.
"Hello.. you."
"Ooh, snippy are we?"
The walls are closing in.
It's horrible.
You can't breath.
You can't breath.
"I'm fine, thank you. No need to buy me a drink."
"But I want to buy a drink for the pretty lady."
"I'm not here to be hit on."
Your eyes dart around the room, looking for his voice.
You see Jew-Fro smiling his creepy smile at Rachel.
Brittany giving Santana occasional cheery grins.
And then he's there.
By the door-way.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'm going to the bathroom."
He keeps walking towards you.
You feel your chest contract, he needs to leave.
He's smirking, slowly getting closer.
And then he says it.
"I want you. And if you really want the truth, doll, I always get what I want. Regardless of what others think."
You feel something touch your hand.
But it's not his rough, oily skin.
It's soft and perfect and smells like coconuts.
You look up.
Santana.
She smiles down at you, before walking out the door.
A hall pass in hands.
And the whole room is back to normal.
You're pretty sure your favorite smell is coconut.
Or maybe it's just Santana.
Sneak Peak Into Next Chapter!
She smiles at you.
You smile at her.
You're giving her a friendly smile.
She's giving you a 'I'm going to ruin your life' smile.
"Hi, Hailey!"
She looks as though you've caught her off guard.
She reaches her hand out, willing you to shake it.
Instead, you engulf her in a hug.
You put your mouth right next to her ear, and whisper a single sentence.
"Game on, bitch."
A/N
I actually found myself wondering what Naya Rivera smells like.
But I was making coconut creme pie, so I went with that.
I'm so sorry, Quinn!
But it kind of seemed like you weren't bothered by the fact that you were raped, so this chapter was born.
And this, my friends, is the daily nightmare I made Quinn go through.
I feel bad again!
And the next chapter introduces Hailey!
Hailey is a girl I know.
She sucks.