Marrying My Rapist ( 18 +only )
I was a rape victim. A woman who has a dark history.
No one knows.
No one can ever know that crime apart from my broken self and him.
It was an unbearable hurt. And it still is.
I choose to forget, not to speak. Thought that it could protect me.
However, secrecy and past beggining to haunt the little trust I have in me.
Betrayal is only my friend. It always has and shadows over me.
Everything regress upon me when I saw a woman wearing her wedding dress, walking nervously down the aisle. She's heading towards the terrifying man standing tall and proud, showing his success to have his price possession. I will never forget his threatening eyes, the evil gleam on his rough face. The sinister that sheltering his large form. His lips moved.
"I will always hunt you down. My beloved sin."
Those imminent words keeps playing on my mind. It was frightening enough to wake me up, that I'm still inside of this nightmare. The woman walking up to him is none other than me. My insides churning. My sights getting blurry.
"No." I whispered.
Why? I silently cried to myself. I want to run and escape.
Marrying my rapist is the last thing I desire.