I'm Restless

part 6

Is being molested a thing when you willingly go out with the predator? I mean I didn't know he had other intentions otherwise just talking.  I met Him on Whisper. An app for anon postings. He messaged me after I posted a picture of myself with a caption. I told him I was 16 when really I was 13. He lied too though because when we were on the way he mentioned he was older. I will continue to save his livelihood and his now family from being outed by not telling you his name. Lucky him. He drove through my familiar town. Unfortunately I remember every time I pass by it.

Now I know....oh god do I know now.

He kissed my neck. Sweet and tenderly. He smelled of cigarettes and menthol dip.

I didn't want it, I wanted to be left alone, but he kept pressing his body into me. I felt his arousal and that's when I started screaming. I knew no one could here me because of how deep he had driven in his deer lease. I snuck out to talk to someone....Not to be raped. This can't happen to me! Every thought of escape left me when I screamed anyway. His hand flew over my mouth and clamped down hard.  He tore my shirt exposing my breasts. My shorts were ripped nearly in half... Just enough for him to move my panties over. I froze with my face against his seat.

When his arousal had finally grown too much he pushed inside of my now lifeless body. After that I just remember pain from his hand smacking my face, once he turned me over, blooding my nose from each blow of his palm. At one point I was certain he dislocated my jaw.

Later, after he had me multiple times...in multiple ways...I tried running but I do regret that because my punishment wasn't JUST to be raped again, but this time the cigarette between his full lips was his choice of punishment.

Holding me down, my cries faded like those of suicide letters, just echoes of what that person used to be. A scar has long replaced the wound though. A physical scar, but I'm sure this is exactly why I am the way I am. The devil and God's spawn mixed with charm is a purely hell creation.

I am their daughter. The daughter of Hades and Zues.

Both good and evil fight for a right to live within my torn soul. I am powerful...but quiet I keep.