Unpreventable Circumstance
The seconds were synced with her heartbeat. Hairs stood up as she realized she was back where she was just a few weeks before. Back inside the home of an ex. A hand grabbed a large chunk of her hair forcing her head to the side exposing her neck. A pinch followed by an injection… all signs of a night gone horribly wrong. "…suppose it doesn't surprise me. The whore in love with a thief." The voice was none other than her recent ex Maxillion.
"I wouldn't have cared if it hadn't been for the fact that you used me last time you were in my home." Her body went numb. She felt herself be pulled up, "I hate being made a fool…" the strongest desire to forget became a need. "I'll make it so no one will ever want anything to do with you again." Her vision became a hazed blurr. Her skin now felt beyond numb. A soft simple touch could not be felt. Shivers were gone, the knot feeling of insides twisting and pulling to its limits surfaced; vomit wanted to come into play. This was wrong. The culprits' voice was harsh, the sound was brutal making her eardrums bleed, her body in response to help cope made it inaudible. Thoughts, thinking about all ways of avoidance only made tears. Every nerve froze, every muscle gave up, the body of the female was now lifeless giving the abuser an unfair advantage.