trigger warning; abuse and rape
dan //
april 27,
our three year anniversary is today,
i cooked his favourite meal,
candles lit,
rose petals,
romantic music,
all of that.
when he came home,
i welcomed him,
i kissed him,
but when i did so,
i could taste the bitterness of alcohol,
and when i looked into his eyes,
i saw a stranger.
"ch-charlie..?"
an evil grin,
and he grabbed my arms so tight,
it hurt.
i wanted him to let go.
"ch-charlie... please let me go, ow! please! charlie! you're hurting me!"
i screamed,
which only made him grab into my weak, pale arms even tighter.
i cried in pain,
i cried for him to let go,
but,
he didn't.
"oh danny, you're not having fun? well how about this?"
he then took me to his-
our bed.
threw me down.
took my clothes off.
tied me up.
i cried.
i cried, and cried, and cried.
he told me to get over myself.
i said i didn't want this.
he said i was lying.
but i wasn't.
he proceeded to do things that are too horrifying to tell a soul without feeling the pain all over again.
but,
he forced me to have sex.
he, raped me.
then,
when he was finished,
he proceeded to beat me,
and ended up hurting me more than he ever has.
and that, that is why i am now running as fast as i can to wherever my legs take me.
and that, is how i got to the coffee shop.
the coffee shop,
with that beautiful,
beautiful boy.
