I've been curled up in a ball for at least a day now.
My once smooth skin has scars all over from where they scratched me, the outfit in my trash torn to shreds when the ripped I off me. And my flower is gone.
Oh what a pretty rose it had been.
About to bloom from ones true love.
Only to have it stolen by two men the carrier didn't know.
And in the dark shadows a there is now new fallen snow.
Such poetry, huh? I've had nothing to do but sit here and weep. And inside I'm sinking into the darkness.
Oliver hasn't seen me, and I'm glad. No one will ever love me now. And I'm okay with it, because after what happened I wouldn't want them to. I cry myself to sleep.
I can still see he two men in my sleep. They tell me that I shouldn't be out at night alone. They pin me into the corner, and rip off my clothes, all while I'm screaming for someone, ANYONE to help me. No one did. The sink their nails into me so I'll be have and thrust. I feel so much pain, and start crying but they continue. My body goes numb and all I can feel is the pain.
All I want is to not have a baby to one of them.
I already went to the doctor, and they said I don't have any diseases, so I'm good there. I just hope...
Bam Bam Bam!!! I'm woken up by some loud knocking on my door. I scramble out of bed and open the door, hating what I find.
It's Oliver, and he seems happy to see. Like nothings wrong, but he realizes when I don't smile back, and I close and lock the door.
"Annie!!" he calls, but I'm already sinking to the floor, in an unconscious pile.
I wake up on the floor, and stand up, straighten myself out. I hear Oliver outside still, so I open the door. "What the fuck?! Why'd you do that Annie?" I give him the best smile I can muster, and walk to the kitchen, grabbing a coke, for him of course because I don't have any appetite, and sit down on the couch.
He looks up at me in wonder, "What's wrong? You NEVER get me anything, let alone something I don't ask for. Where's your parents?"
"They don't want to be around me."
"You're awesome, so why wouldn't they want to be around you?"
"Because I was raped two days ago."
Silence, as he sits there and can't believe his ears. I help him up and walk him to the door. He stops himself just before I could push him out. He spins and falls on top of me, and when I try to get back up he pins me down.
"Your lying," he says, a cold voice is all I heard. His hand slides up my leg, under my shorts and under my panties. He slides his finger in my deflowered pussy, and cries-I wasn't lying. "How could some do that?" he cried, removing his hand from me. I pulled him into my embrace, and said "It was painful. They wouldn't let me run away and I... I was calling for you, and no one saved me. They didn't care, and if someone prettier had walked along hey would have picked her. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time." I had released him a little at this time and he was using that space to look me in the eyes. He had 3 things in his eyes- sadness, pity, and another thing I could not identify at that moment. "I wish I could do something..." he said to himself, and suddenly crushed his lips to mine, sending a bolt of electricity throughout my lips and up to my brain. He immediately probed my lips with his tongue. I opened my mouth and our tongues danced in each other mouths, I moved my hands, rubbing them up his 6-pack, and they made their way to his chest where I begun pinching his nipples slightly. His hard cock was pushing against my stomach.
His hands were glue to my breasts, and, as he felt my nipples harden, he opened his eyes and broke our lip contact. Oliver pulled my shirt off of me, and began sucking my nipples with all his might. I don't know when it started, but I was crying, and he released my nipples. It didn't matter that it was Ollie doing it to me, it was just the memory of being raped that sent me into my fit of tears. He lightly kissed my lips and whispered "Take your time. I love you, and I will wait."
I thanked him, and he excused himself from my house. I drifted back to sleep...
The next day I felt well enough to go out, and I decided to take a stroll. I was walking down a main street, and saw a couple kissing in a cafe. I originally wished that I was the girl, but then I realized who the boy was-OLIVER.
And my heart broke.
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"What?!" I asked incrediously.
"I still love you Bella," Derek said, "Even after what you did to my dad, he tried to protect you."
And he pulled my lips to his in what must have been the most passionate kiss in the whole world.