AN: Hey, everyone. Back with chapter 21. Just a quick warning for emotional reactions to sexual assault, other than that, nothing major. Once again, thanks so much to Alma Oakley :) I hope you like the chapter.
The girls closed the door behind them. "Magenta, something happened. I don't remember much, everything is a blur. She nodded. "I know. Frank gloated to us about it. It's a good thing it's just the three of us and Riff is in the lab. I know you wouldn't be comfortable having him here. How are you feeling?" "I'm feeling a bit better. I'm still sore and congested. I noticed my underwear is missing and I'm damp between my legs." "That's what we wanted to talk to you about. While I was making your food, Frank snuck his drug into your drink. While we were doing chores, Frank came into your room while you were sleeping and sexually assaulted you. He probably knew it would be a good time to test out the drug because there would be no one to try and stop him." Both girls held my hand to try and comfort me. I knew I wouldn't like what I was about to see. I took off the covers, not at all prepared for what I saw. There was a trail of smudged lipstick down my stomach, to my pubic bone, and on each inner thigh. I felt between my legs and noticed it was wet from spit and something else. I didn't know for sure what it was, but I had a pretty good idea. I hadn't done anything sexual with anyone, but I read about sexuality and female sexual responses to know what probably happened. I gagged, nearly vomited, but thankfully it was only a dry heave. I started to shake with panic and anger. He didn't have intercourse with me, and I was thankful. This is far more intimate and much, much worse to me than that. He used his mouth! That sick fuck came in here while I was drugged and assaulted me! I hated myself. How could I let this happen? Would he have done it if I didn't try to resist? Deep down, I knew it wasn't my fault. But it still didn't help the shame and violation I felt. I felt so dirty, so used, but also shocked. Shocked that it happened. But why? Why did I feel shocked? Why did I feel violated and ashamed? All these emotions hit me like a tsunami. I didn't know what to do, the logical part of my brain was trying to rationalize why it happened, telling me it wasn't my fault. The emotional part of my brain had me feeling so much at once. It was like both parts of my brain were fighting for giving me a way to comprehend it. "Oh, God. Oh, God, Magenta. He...he..." I couldn't say it. I was hit so hard by everything, so overwhelmed, I violently sobbed. The girls came to me. Columbia rubbed my back to try and calm me. Magenta hugged me rocking me in her arms. "I know honey. I'm so, so sorry, my darling. Don't me ashamed let it all out. No one is judging you." "M-Magenta, W-what he did was s-s-s-so intimate! I was vulnerable, and I responded to what he was doing! What's even worse is the sick fuck thinks I liked it so it wasn't assault!" "It's alright, my lamb. Take a moment to catch your breath." I finally managed to calm down a little. "Listen to me, sweetheart. There's no way anyone could have known what was going to happen. Frank knows what he did was wrong. He knows he was taking advantage of you being sick and drugged, and it was wrong. He doesn't care. What he did was assault, you can't help the way your body reacted." My sobs died down. "There, now. Do you want to get cleaned up? We'll help you." I nodded. "Alright. Now, let's get you up and into the shower." They helped me get undressed and into the shower. "I think I can take it from here." "Are you sure?" Columbia asked. "Yeah, I'll be okay." "Okay, we'll be right outside. You just let me or Magenta know if you need anything, hon. Take your time there's no rush." They closed the door behind them. I took my time washing my hair and let the warm water run down my body. It felt soothing to my aching muscles. I lathered up the body wash into the sponge. I took my time washing myself. I scrubbed hard to get those disgusting lipstick smudges off. I nearly heaved again when I washed my thighs and between my legs. When I finished I rinsed thoroughly, making sure not to miss anything. I got out and dried myself off. I found the pajamas Columbia laid out for me, and brushed my teeth. As promised the girls were waiting for me.
"Columbia and I were about to look at Magazines and laugh and the fashion choices. Do you want to join us?" "Of course. That sounds fun!" "Wonderful. Here's a brush for your hair." "But what about Frank?" "I wouldn't worry about him. He'll be in the lab for quite awhile. Besides at this point, he can do his own damn chores and starve for all I care. I don't even care if I get into trouble. What else could he do that hasn't been done to me already?" "I guess you have a point." I finished brushing my hair and started looking through the magazines with them. They and some hits and a few misses. I came across one with a picture of a woman wearing a god awful fur coat. "Oh, God, that's an ugly coat. Who the hell thought it was a good fashion choice? Did they kill Cookie Monster and skin him?" The girls laughed so hard. I don't think I've ever seen Magenta laugh, so to see her get a kick out of what I said was refreshing. We stayed up all night laughing at the bad fashion choices. It was a nice moment, and not having to worry about Frank barging in and ruining everything made it even better.
AN: As always, your feedback is appreciated :)