I wake up and open my eyes. The morning's bright light makes my eyes take a minute to adjust.
When they do, so does my mind and my body. I look down and see bruises covering my body, and a sharp pain coming fro my crotch. I moan, and remember the night before.
"You're awake. How are you?" Evan walks into the room, his blue eyes shining and his (I had meant for him to have brown hair but I typed blonde, so it's brown not blonde) Brown hair in his normal style.
"I don't know. How am I supposed to feel?" I honestly didn't know. What was I supposed to say? Well I just got raped, so I've been better. Neither of us needed to hear that. "Thank you." I look into his beautiful eyes
"You don't need to thank me. You needed help, and I would do anything to help you." He leans forward and kisses me on the forehead.
I blush to the slightest. "Did you find him?" I practically whisper.
"No, we didn't." He looks down at his shoes, almost as if he's ashamed.
"So he's still out there?" I start to get worried, my heart race fastening. I couldn't have it happen again. I just can't.
"But I'm not going to let anything happen to you." He holds my hand. "Ever"