Aurora's P.O.V
"What do you mean 'abused and pregnant'?"
I shot Danielle a stern look, "I was abused physically and mentally and with all the abuse, I got pregnant."
Danielle stroked her hand through her extensive brown hair and covered her creamy face with her sweaty palm. "Have you told anyone about this?" I shook my head, allowing my long blonde locks to follow the movement.
"Am I the first you told?" She questioned on.
"You are the second person I told. My best friend, Jasmine, was the first." Danielle's eyes widened with horror.
"Do you know who did this to you?" I nodded with tears pushing against my eyes to allow freedom.
"I will start from the beginning."
Flashback
"I love you Aurora. I will never hurt you again. Now look at me and tell me you love me." I was filled with trepidation at this moment. He raised up my swollen hand to caress his harden face, almost in a loving gesture.
"I...I....I...."
He started to get livid with me and squeezed my injured hand like a toy. I hollered in pain, trying to free myself from his deathly grip but he stubbornly held on.
"All I asked of you was to tell me that you loved me but what do I get in return? NOTHING! NOTHING AT ALL!" He rudely took me out of his grasp and pushed me onto the floor once again. I felt a huge breath of air escape my body and found myself in a dizzy haze.
I heard the sound of a belt being loose and the dropping of a jean’s pants. 'Oh no. Anything would be better than this now. Anything.'
I knew what was going to happen. He did this every day to me for the past two years.
I cried myself to sleep that night, every night for that matter. I just hoped that I would find someone better than him. Someone to love back.
End of flashback
Danielle and I were both in tears, her feeling my colossal pain and me reliving that dreadful scenery.
"How did you escape?" Worry was laced in her tone of voice as she cried once more.
"I...I jumped through a window into....into a tree where....I ran for my life. I never looked back for I knew I had to start a new beginning."
I could tell she was afraid of what my reaction would be to her question because she fiddled with her hands.
"Do you know his name?"
"Yes but......when I think about him, I start reliving dreadful memories again. I just can't."
"I understand Aurora," She placed her hand over mine, "You are Innocent."