Breaking Thoughts

CHAPTER 7

Jacob break away from the kiss slowly. It was almost as if he didn’t want to stop. It was then that I realized I kiss Jacob freaking Diaz!

Our breathing was heavy as we tried to take in a much air to calm our nerves from the kiss.

“You’re breasts are soft”, he huskily said giving my breast a gentle squeeze again.

“You’re lips are soft too. Sabrosa”, touching my lips he gave them a short kiss.
[ Translation: tasty ]

I smiled because that was all I could do after remembering that my friends were probably looking for me.

Oh shit!

Sarah would be mad although I highly doubt she would be. After all she was enjoying herself when I ran but on the other hand Luke would be furious with me. He was a bit over protective.

“I…urhhh…you know…maybe”, I mentally slap myself in the head when I couldn’t form my words properly.

Jacob release me from his sensual grip moving two steps backwards, leaving me unknowingly craving for his touch again.

“I have to go”, I mumbled mainly to myself rather to him when I found the words I wanted to say.

That was my cue to leave so I turn my back to him to open the door but my hand stop mid way when I heard Jacob speak.

“Will you be home tomorrow?”

“No. I have work”

“What time do you finish?”

I didn’t what came over me again for the second time that night from being near him but something snapped in me. I got the idea that he probably wanted to hook up or something. I wasn’t that kind of person and I would never be, I didn’t know what kind of person he took me for but I had to give him piece of my mind.

“What the hell is your problem?! Why do you want to know which time I get off from work?. Are you some pervert or do you just want to stalk me?! Why do you even bother to talk to me after two years huh?! What the hell is wrong with you?!.”, I walked up to him poking my finger in his chest.

“You just kiss me not too long ago after you finish digging your tongue in some girls mouth and then arguing with one here. Are you a player or something because I am not like those girls you just hook up with for one night or those you call when you just want to please yourself”

“I am not your fling, okay? I am an independent woman who works hard. I am so much more than you think. I know you think I’m a probably easy but you are wrong. I might be big but don’t ever think you can take advantage of my vulnerability. Just forget about the kiss. I’ll call you when I have free time to do the assignment. Enjoy the rest of your night”, with that I left him standing there leaving no room for a response without looking him in the eye.

I open the door and went out without no intention of looking back. I took in a deep breath and lean against the door. When I knew I felt better I left to find my silly friends but I only found one which was Luke. He was sitting at the bar drinking water or what look like it.

“Boo!”, I tried to scare him when I stood behind him.

Luke turn and watch me in my eyes blankly, “Nice try Vanessa but I had already felt you behind of me.”

“Where’s the rest of the crew?”, I question covering up my pretend defeat, looking around for them.

“Sarah is in the bathroom vomiting all over herself with Hope helping her and Justin is somewhere getting laid probably fuc-“

“Yeah, I forgot Mary was here”, he laughed when I began to make a face.

“Shhh… You want all the men in the club to hear”, I tease

Luke eyes abruptly turn a shade darker as he look at me.

“Luke, what’s the matter?”, I inquired, placing my hands on his shoulders to comfort him.

“You tell me if any one hurts you Vanessa. I mean anyone, okay?”

“Okay big brother”, I cooed.

“You’re important to me. I don’t want what happen in the past to repeat itself. I promise I would protect you.”

“I know Luke. Now can we go and look for our friends. I’m ready to go home.”, quickly pitching in a different topic to ease the sadness around us.

“I know you were on the balcony Vanessa”, Luke stated while paying the bartender and getting up from the stool.

Luke was like a brother to me ever since the incident and I am grateful for him and my friends. If it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t be the person I am today. It was natural for him to be more protective and sometimes I didn’t mind.

“Ohhh…”, I was mentally panicking inside.

Did he see anything?

Did he hear me?

“ I know you needed to be alone for a moment from Sarah and Hope. Those two can be something else especially Sarah. Let’s go find them so I could pound their heads.”

A wave of relief wash over me as I chuckled at his little joke following him to the bathroom with me in front and him behind protecting me from prying eyes while giving me directions.

As we journey towards the bathroom I recalled the memory in my head that I had gotten over in a short period of time with the help of family and friends.


Please be inform that this side of the story views an experience of sexual assault.

If this is may triggered any traumatic experience for anyone, I suggest you skip and resume to the other chapter.
Thank you…


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I had just moved to New York at the time and was staying with my mother’s friend. Not too long I got a job at a restaurant not too far from the house, I was working that night. The neighborhood was safe but I guess there was just some people who didn’t like the word safe at all.

My mother’s friend had warned me about the late hour shifts at nights but I convinced her that I needed to work the night shifts to earn a good pay and that God was with me.

It was really dark that day around 11pm when I was walking home from the restaurant. We had closed really late than the usual time at 8 due to a lot of customers and activities set up that day.

I was passing a dark alley not too far from a club that I usually past on my way home. Not much was there but stray alley cats, garbage bins and rats but this time someone beside them was there.

I was pulled into it and slam against the wall. My instinct involuntarily kick in causing me to scream at the top of my lungs but they were only muffled by my attacker’s hand across my mouth.

“Shut the fuck up!”, He shouted at me slapping me across the face.

I cried begging him to let me go, telling him I would give him the money in my purse but he didn’t budged.

Instead he slapped me again and threw me on the floor. He was a very buff man hence why he had the upper hand against men at that time. My face had hit the pavement below me pretty hard causing my cheek to bleed but that didn’t stop him.

He waste no time on climbing on top of me pining my hands behind my back and my body more in the ground. The more I scream and twist my body to get from out of his hold the more he told me to shut up.

“I love pretty girls like you, baby girl. Young good looking meat, it’s a pity you walk alone here every night from work but it turn out a good fill for me tonight”

I trash about underneath him when I felt his hands on my hips pushing my uniform skirt upwards. He pulled at my tights and my underwear, pulling them down in one go.

I cried harder but he only push my face harder into the ground. I felt a lot of pain but when I felt his manhood against behind me I began to panic and fought harder but he only continued.

So I scream again succumbing the pain on the side of my face and stomach, hoping someone would hear me this time but no one did. My throat was dried and hoarse and it hurt from all the screaming I had did so I gave up and prayed instead.

Oh how I should of listen!

I panic again when I felt him lift a bit to position himself at my entrance.

Oh God please help me. I promise I wouldn’t walk here anymore. I promise I wouldn’t work anymore night shifts!

I prayed hard

He lowered himself as he slowly press into me. I knew he was going to take the most precious thing I actually cared among on my body. I was saving this for someone who loved me, maybe my husband but there was nothing I could do about what was going to happen so I gave up but I kept on praying with my eyes closed tightly.

As he went to press again, I felt his weight came off of me. I couldn’t feel anything but the joy of being save and shock that God answered my prayers by sending someone to save me. The friends I had made today were the ones who had save me more specifically Luke.

I had cried and cried thanking them countless times, I couldn’t thank them effort for saving me. I had nothing to repay them with so I express how grateful I was for their help. They offered me money and other assets but I only took the help of going to the therapist from all the panic attacks I was having.

I overcome what had happen to me that night. It came to be that the man who had come close of raping me was put to death. It turned out he was wanted for years of raping women and children. Luke had made sure that he spend no time in jail but to be put to death right away.

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He was the one who first spotted me, beating the man to the pulp after calling the police and taking me to the hospital. I am truly grateful for them as my best friends for they helped me a lot. I still have panic attacks but I don’t get them like I used to unless something triggers it but I have medicine that help me with them and I lived in fear of walking past dark alleys. Although only my friends and family are the only ones who knew about it.