A/N: words Mimi's thought

"words" Mimi's words

Mimi: I cant believe you two tied poor Marky up. I mean I understand it coming from Roger but Collins you should know better.

Collins: Hey what can I say I'm a kid at heart.

blackfly: OK I just realized that I couldn't give my reviewers cookies but will virtual rabbits work?

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Blackfly: see its cute and cuddly in virtual style

Roger: no that's not cute and cuddly. I AM!

Mimi: No you're not. I am.

Blackfly: Actually you're both wrong Mark's cute and cuddly. (Runs over and throws both arms around his neck.) See!

Roger: But I wanted to be cute and cuddly.

Collins: Well you can't always get what you want.

Roger: Who asked you?

Mimi: Alright on with the story….hopefully.

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"Maria can you get me a rape kit?" A new doctor asked a nurse.

I feel so mad. I'm angry at the man who did this to me and I'm angry at myself. I am quite pissed at my so called boyfriend who stood me up. He's most of the reason that I got attacked. We were supposed to meet each other at a local café, but he never showed up. So I drank my coffee and went home.

"Mimi, I'm Dr. Leson. We have managed to slow down the profuse bleeding from your lower abdominal area and the cuts around your legs. We are going to try and get a sperm sample to try and identify the man who did this to you. You might feel some discomfort in your pelvic region and around some of the areas where you have been bruised. Try your hardest not to bear down or clench."

All I could do was agree into what she wanted me to do. I then turned my head to the side to focus on something else. I willed myself to think about something different. Anything, but what was being done to me. I felt like I could feel my rapist's sperm moving around my insides. It was just invading my body and disappearing without a trace.

It was an uncomfortable feeling that made me feel dirtier than the mud on someone's shoe. I felt like I had been dishonest with myself when I laid there and let him do this to me. Everything within me was screaming to continue to fight back, but he was too powerful. Essentially, I gave up.

The worst will happen if anyone at school ever finds out about this, I don't think that I will be able to ever live this down. I know that I am not one of the most beautiful or graceful girls going to my school, but I know that I am not ugly. I look at myself as being in the middle of the over teased bleach-blonde barbies and the girls born with natural elegance.

I'm not one of the extremely popular people in school that everyone wants to sit next to all the time. I am a quiet person who knows too much at times. I'm already known as an outcast and am always talked about behind my back; it's the way I look. I was always too naturally liked by the guys and most of the girls didn't like it, they wanted what I had. This will just add to the daily conversations.

Time after time I just wished people would leave me alone and let me live my life and not make fun of me. I am timid and meek and don't expect much of people, but I am not some geek that let's other people push them around. If anyone finds out about this I will no still be labeled as a "weird" person, but instead they should look at me with some pity and sympathy.

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I tried to think of nice things, but my brain wouldn't cooperate. I got thrown into earlier memories.

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"Shut up bitch or I swear to god I'll kill you now!" He yelled as I tried to wriggle free. I got loose and ran down the hall. He caught up me and slapped me across the back of my head and I fell to the floor. Everything around me got fuzzy and then it all went white for a few minutes.

I don't know what is going on right now. All I need to do is get away from his grip for two seconds. I hope he doesn't have any wrongful intentions. How did he get in my bedroom in the first place? I could have sworn I had locked my door from the inside.

I took a look at his face and saw the lust in his eyes. That overzealous want that gazed over my body every moment I was in his presence.

"Feeling lucky tonight slut?" He says to me as he took off his belt.

I opened my mouth and just started to scream. He just laughed at me and whipped me with his belt. Pelting me time after time, again and again, it hurts but I try not to let him get the satisfaction of hurting me. After about twelve hits I let out an anguished moan that I couldn't suppress.

"Ahh you liked that didn't you? Besides you can scream all you want pendeja, there's no one who will hear you."

He was right, no one would hear me. My mother was at work until six the next morning and all of my brothers had either moved out of the house or were living with our father, Carlos. Even if Mami didn't work late tonight she would either be too drunk to function or wouldn't care what happened to me.

Soon, he started undressing me and feeling me up. He was so rough with the skin of my body. Over and over he bit my breasts and my collarbone and it was so unbearable. I couldn't take it anymore so I spit directly into his face. It wasn't one of the greatest things to do in my position. He smacked my bare-back with the metal end of his belt. It felt as though water was running down my spine as the blood poured out from the jagged cuts.

The next thing he did to me was very cruel. He yanked me by my hair and dragged me to my own bedroom. Right then and there I knew that the sinking feeling in my stomach was real. In reality I was being attacked and violated by someone who I was supposed to be able to trust, but I guess after the first few times this has happened to me it shouldn't make a difference. I felt like one of the girls in an after-school special that is holding some deep-dark secret from everyone else; I said I would never let happen to me. No one can really think when being in this position. Adults at times don't know what they are telling kids to do, using those moves don't always work, or telling someone close to you about it. I had my entire life to think about, but here I was wondering if I would live to see tomorrow.

In his hand he had some rope which he first used to tie my hands behind my back. And then he…

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"Miss Marquez. Miss Marquez."

I just realized someone was trying to get my attention. "Hmm?"

"You were whimpering. Are we causing you any pain?"

"No, you're not causing me any pain at all, but my body is aching all over." I had to lie to her; there was nothing she could do to help me. She might come over and try to comfort me, and that would be all she could do.

"You are covered with multiple abrasions, open wounds, and bruises that we will deal with once we have taken care of business on your legs and uterus."

"Okay, but it is starting to become unbearable. My head feels like it is on fire and my legs feel like they've been covered in needles. WOAH is the room spinning or is it just."

I blacked out again, that's the second time in the hospital and probably not the last. Within a few seconds that whirled by too fast I was back with my attacker. Why can't I ever go into a happier dream? What I first saw was his hand reaching into his pockets and pulling out….

A/N: Ha Ha. You guys get another cliffhanger.

Maureen: Oooh drastic, Mark can you pass me the popcorn?

Roger: When did you get here?

Maureen: About halfway through the chapter, but you would have noticed that had you not been sucking Mimi's face off.

Roger: Oh, got yah.

Maureen: Mimi I wanna know what happens next.

Mimi: Well you'll just have to read on to find out. Besides I don't think it's something I want to elaborate on right now.

Collins: HA bunny..bunny…BUNNY…

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Roger: BUNNY

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Blackfly: Can we stop with the bunny thing please?

Angel: Ay Dios Mio. Deliver me from these morons.