Chapter 10 - The 1st Hit Never Counts

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Two weeks later -

The random rapes have been going on for 2 weeks now

and I have no idea what to do. I feel like my world has

been flipped and my life was switched with someone

else's. I think what makes it worst is I never know when

hes going to come “collect” and its everyday sometimes

twice a day. He truly believes I'm his property and no

matter how hard I fight he still is stronger and more

forceful then ill ever be. It seems like the more I fight the

more he likes it.

And Anna doesn't seem to be buying the I keep getting

injured anymore. Its getting harder to explain the ripped

clothes and hand prints. A few days ago I gave up on

fighting, why bother? He always gets what he wants, the

more willing I am the faster it happens and I can block my

mind from it.

The only light of my days is Anna being back in my life,

those 2 days killed me. Oh if you haven't figured it out by

now were back together and I'm back at her house.

Where not engaged but were dating, which is a start to

building our relationship again. I honestly can say that if

she weren't in my life right now id fall apart and probably

give up.

Right now I'm in my room looking over my body and I can

see the bruises Marks been leaving and can feel myself

getting angry. He did this to me he ruined my body and

continuously keeps his brutal attacks on my body. Not

only has he made me despise my own body I hate to be

touched by the one person I felt the most comfortable

with.

We tried to have sex a few days ago and I freaked out, I

started to cry and had a panic attack. It happened like

this.............

Flashback (3 days before) -

Anna – Baby?

Me – Yea

Anna – Can we try being with each other again?

Me – (frowning) We are together...at least I thought we

were...

Anna – Its not that I meant...sexually (she says looking

away, causing me to smile)

Me – Okay, ill give it a try

I lean in and start to kiss her and run my hand through her

hair. God I missed this she truly is the girl who holds my

heart. She smells like vanilla and honey.

Kissing her deeper I can feel myself getting in the mood

so I slide my hands up her shirt and begin to play with her

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