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So, this is a filler/short chapter. It's more like a flash back of sorts but it's only until I can get out of this funk I'm in. This is a dark chapter and it does mention rape so if you have a faint of heart I advise you not to read it. So...
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MENTIONS OF RAPE. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE A FAINT OF HEART.
I will try and update as soon as I can but I might be moving back to Buffalo but it all depends if my credits transfer or not so this summer will be hectic. So, one with the chapter!
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When I was raped I didn't tell anyone till my grandmother couldn't stand to hear me scream at night anymore.
It all started at a party my parents were throwing. Like they always so they invited the rich and famous of their friends who they rubbed elbows with to climb up the ladder. My 'friends' were there as well along with some others who disgusted me with every glance they gave me. Like always I was stone faced, until I had to put on a fake smile. Charlotte would always laugh loud and Liam would always snake his arms around me, putting on the loving boyfriend but I knew better.
He putted on a show too.
As the party went on, one of Liam's friends started getting...a little touchy.
I shrugged him off and continued to ignore him but I knew something was wrong when I started to feel fuzzy. I swore that I never left my drink alone with those asshole but I must've been distracted. God, I felt so stupid as I staggered anywhere away from the part. I should've stayed with people, not alone where that monster was waiting for me.
I was grabbed and taken into a room. There I smelled that stench of alcohol and knew the person who was roaming his dirty hands all over me. I can't remember much of his face except that he had gray eyes and a birthmark on his left hand.
I hated that hand.
I was silent, crying silently as the monster took what made me pure and innocent. He saw it as a conqueror, a notch in the bedpost or some sick game. He left his white shirt on but he left me bare. I couldn't move or if I did, it was worth nothing.
Nothing.
That's what I felt as he finished inside me, grunting with laughter in his voice. My body shook and shivered as he petted me like an animal until he got dressed and left. I don't know how long I stayed there until I was able to move. I got dressed and walked back to the party after going to the bathroom to clean up. I felt sick to my stomach but said nothing.
My grandmother knew something was wrong but didn't say anything until a week later when she dragged me to the hospital to get the answers there but by then, most of the evidence was already gone. In that week I couldn't sleep and I barely ate. My mother thought I was trying to get skinner and most beautiful like her while my father thought I was just trying to get attention. I screamed when I saw Liam and his friends and locked myself away in my room.
My grandmother took charge then when I told her and the doctor what I could remember. I told her I knew I was drugged when I started to feel strange then told her that I felt someone grab me, dragging me into one of the guest rooms. I told her no one had touched that room since so she called a good friend of hers who's son is cop and told him to go and get the bed sheets from the room.
My grandmother can take charge.
Lawyers were called in and investigation was started. My parents went red with anger but my grandmother shut them right up. I've never seen her so calm and angry at the same time. The police questioned me and I told them that it must be one of Liam's friends and I was right. When they were lined up I had a panic attack when I saw him on the other side of the one-way mirror. His gray eyes were smiling but it would soon turn to anger when the jury found him guilty of rape and assault. Of course, his parents wanted this covered up and tried to pay me money but my grandmother wouldn't hear it.
"You're son will rot in jail and then he will never come within miles of my granddaughter. This will follow that little shit for the rest of his life and he will forever be known as a rapist. Do not bribe me with your dirty money you whore." She said to his mother then took me home.
He got years in jail, being raped by inmates was sweet justice, before he moved out of state. Liam never really knew what happened, we kept most of the personal details out of the limelight. The word rape was never uttered ever again. Until now that is.
I've always had nightmares about that night.
How I just had to take it, lay there and let it happen because I was too stupid enough to look away for one second. I know I can't turn back time but all I can do is look towards the future. Help those and try to look past the pain.
Something Gatsby is doing already by holding me close, whispering words of comfort, and surprising me every morning when I wake up. I know I have to change the ending but I feel like as soon as he meets Daisy, all my work will go up in flames. My heart can't break like that again,
It just can't, not when I find myself happy.
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Like I said, short chapter. Review and let me know what you think! Until next time!
