*Katrina POV*
The nightmares are getting worse. I don't know how to explain them to anyone, because honestly, no one will be able to understand. Unless you have been through being violated the way I was, you will never truly know.
When I came to after passing out, my throat was dry from all the crying, but there wasn't anyone there with me. After lying there for a minute to get my bearings, I crawled out of bed and went to the kitchen. I downed a whole glass of water in seconds, and went to refill it, and decided on a cold glass of chocolate milk instead.
I poured my milk, and went back upstairs. I wasn't sure where Derrick was, but I wanted to lay back down and text him to find out. Thankfully, I didn't have to look too hard. As I walked into my room, he was coming out of the bathroom
