a/n: I don't own anything, don't sue. This is a companion piece to the last number by D R O W N-I N-S E Q U I N S, who is amazing, btw, but it could be a stand alone.
R&R please! Enjoy.
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Hey.
I would address this to a real name and location, but since you're anonymous, I'll have to deal. Not that I care all that much. I doubt I'd use a name even if I did know it.
You probably don't know me. Or maybe you do. I mean, I'm Nate Black. I'm in Connect 3. I'd like to think we're pretty well known.
I don't know you, but I definitely know what you did to Tess.
How could you do that? How does anything hurt a girl like that? Were you drunk? Were you mentally unhinged? Not that it matters, or anything, because what you did was still wrong. How do you sleep at night?
I wonder if you know what happens to girls that you...that you hurt. Did you know that Tess cried for her mom at the hospital? Her mom, the person who hasn't has a real conversation with Tess in years. That's the one person Tess cried for, especially after she got her mother's voicemail. And did you know that in that one moment, probably all of the anguish she's ever felt finally showed on her face. She sobbed into my shoulder so that no one could actually see the tears.
You destroyed a part of her. She's afraid to go back to her apartment now, unless I go with her, and even then she'll only go in the afternoon. She's been sleeping on my couch for the last two weeks. She won't let anyone touch her, or even get close, with the exception of a few people. Last night, I went into the kitchen to get something to drink, and Tess was asleep, and she had running shoes on her feet. Running shoes. That's how terrified she is.
The worst part is she thinks that all of this is her fault.
But you and I both know that it's not. It doesn't matter how she was acting or how she was dressed; she said no, and you did it anyway.
How do you live with yourself, knowing that someone was hurt because of you? Do you have a family, a wife? Do they know what you did? Do you get up in the morning, get ready, and go to work as usual, without a second thought for girls like Tess? What kind of life do you live, anyway? What kind of job, what kind of friends? How were you raised? Where do you live? Do you ever think about what it's like for the other girls like Tess who've had this experience?
Have you raped any other girls?
Have you any idea what it's like for them to recover? You don't ever fully recover from something like that. Because Tess had something taken away from her that she can't ever get back.
I swear, if I knew who you were, I would strangle you until your eyeballs popped out and your tongue hung limp in your mouth. Because only then would you understand my frustration about what you did.
Are you even sorry?
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So, that's about it. Sorry if he's ooc, especially to bonnie, but it's just how I see him reacting. Writing a letter.
That being said, it would make my day if you'd review!