A/N...CONTAINS SEXUAL ASSAULT) DISTRESS
FOR YOUR MISTAKE I'LL BE THE ONE TO PAY...
Distress
I was sleeping peacefully when I felt myself being shaken lightly. I was too tired to care so I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but then the shaking became more aggressive, not enough to hurt but enough for me to jump up frightened and nearly fall out of the bed. I was caught moments before I hit the ground by Alexander, my prince. He usually stayed the night but never woke me up in the middle of it. Being a half vampire meant he could only sleep maybe about once a week, all other nights he would just hold me close to him in a loving embrace while I slept.
"What is wrong?" I whispered afraid of what was so important the he had to wake me up
"nothing, I just missed you" Alexander replied like it was the most obvious answer in the world
rolling my eyes I lay back down to go back to sleep until I heard him say
"wait don't go back to sleep yet, stay up with me"
so, I turned on the lamp that was beside my bed on my night stand and sat back up thinking to myself is he wasn't so attractive I would be so angry.
I was too tired to start off a conversation so I waited for him to speak, but looking back I wish I hadn't.
"Isabella" he started, pronouncing my full name hesitantly. That's when I knew something was up, because he usually had little nicknames for me like sweety, Baby, or hunney. " I've never met anyone like you, I love you more than life itself and I want the chance to show you how much I love you" he stopped awaiting my reply but I was too confused to speak so I waited for him to elaborate
"I want to make love to you" he concluded
I found my voice then "what?!?" I half yelled half whispered
"I...-" he started again but I cut him off
"I heard what you said" I replied choosing my words carefully "and I love you, I really do, but im not ready for that and I want to wait, it should be special and something we are both ready for" I expected him to look into my eyes and understand my reasoning like he always did but instead he looked hurt for a moment but it soon turned in to disbelief and anger.
Then he pressed him self against me, pushing me down onto the bed. I could hear it creek underneath us as I tried to get him off of me and sit back up. Unfortunately I was not strong enough. I began to thrash and twist in a futile attempt to get out of his grasp, He just held on tighter, holding my wrists above my head with one hand and with the other he began to undress himself and me as well. "don't" I whispered "stop" I wanted to scream but I was afraid my Mother and Phil would wake up and Alexander would kill them or something, I began to shiver I was so afraid. My pleas were ignored, he kept removing our clothing, and I continued to thrash and twist trying to fight him off of me until I felt an immense amount of pain in my lower region, he wasn't forceful, he was surprisingly gentle, but it still hurt. It was then that I stopped trying to fight, I had given up, He had won. I knew I could not scream so I moaned in agony and closed my eyes in order to imagine that I was dreaming and that I would soon wake up from this nightmare. But I didn't wake up because it wasn't a dream, It was real. He continued to take advantage of me for what felt like an eternity. When he stopped he got off of me, kissing my forehead whispering "I love you Isabella" then he disappeared out of my window. I couldn't believe it. He did it. Took away my innocence ,my purity, my virginity.
It was then that I began to cry. I refused to let myself cry while he was still there because I couldn't let him see that he had won, that he had broken me. I hadn't realized I was crying so long until I decided I needed a bath, to wash him off of me and I took a long shower and the sun had risen.
I went into my Mothers and Phil's room telling her that I did not feel well enough to go to school and that I was staying home.
"What's wrong honey" she asked.
"everything" I replied and wasn't questioned any further. I had never stayed home unless I was sick so, I'm sure she just thought I wasn't feeling well and left me alone.
I couldn't go to school because 1. Alexander would be there and I couldn't handle seeing him and 2. I was afraid that if I went everyone would be able to see the truth, I was afraid they would look into my eyes passed the shame and straight through to the truth, I was afraid they would find out something that I never wanted anyone to know. But I kind of wanted them to see through me all the way to my secret because then I wouldn't have to voice it and people would know what he did to me.