BROKEN:Too Blind to see

Waking up never felt this good before, I feel like I slept on a cloud and woke up in heaven. I stretch my arms and try to find my gown which I usually place on the left side of the bed, my hand freezes as it comes into contact with a warm body and for a minute I think it’s my imagination, as i fully open my eyes and turn to my left I see a man’s upper body displaying defined abs , my eyes automatically go to his face and I realise it is the guest from last night who I was assigned to by my boss. My brain goes into over drive as I look down under the scrap of silk and I notice that I am naked. God what have I done! I need my job and if at all I slept with the hotel’s guest I will be fired. I do not know what happened and why in god’s name am I in his bed? I shudder as feel the little tinge of pain in my lady parts that I had lost the only thing that was worthy of being kept and to a stranger for that matter. I pick the worst possible explanation of how I got into his bed and my stomach wretches at the thought. I was not drunk and I remember having a drink in this very room and that’s all my scrambled memories of last night reveal to me. Did he drug and force himself on me? The tears silently fall as I scramble off the bed and crouch down in a corner clutching my work uniform and try my level best to be silent as I try to put it on but with the damn dress as torn as it is I’ll be nude if I walked out of this room , I snatch the sweater that’s lying on the floor and pull it on at least it covers my whole body almost resembling a dress. He must be really tall , my eyes automatically go to the bed but as I look at the man sleeping soundly in what looks like a bed made for kings the sob that has been lodging in my throat finally bursts and I let myself cry for the loss of my virginity and for being used by this stranger. ‘Lisa can you keep it down I’m trying to sleep.’ The raspy voice breaks through my head and I abruptly look up and the man just takes the pillow and covers his head with it and what makes me angry is the fact that he just called me by some woman’s name who obviously wakes the wretched man with her tears every morning. The man is obviously a monster. ‘ I… I am not Lisa.’ The man throws the pillow away and suddenly I’m attacked by the coldest blue eyes I’ve ever seen and I shiver as he takes the whole situation in and I watch as he turns those freezing eyes on me. ‘This better be a joke !’ he hisses. “ who the f**k are you and why are you wearing my sweater?” “ I don’t know who you are or what you did to me but I will not be shut up by pigs like you who think women are there to use as you please without their consent and you will know my name when the police get here.” “What are you talking about? Surely this is a misunderstanding.” He tries to get out of the bed and as he drags the sheet with him we both stare at the little red stain on my bed and I run past him into the bathroom as I throw up the only meal I ate last night before I came to work. “Who put you up to this? I demand to know what scheme you’re cooking up!” he bursts through the bathroom. At least he put his pants on , I don’t think my body has enough liquids to wretch out. “I don’t know what you’re talking about and I simply won’t let you put the blame on me after all the evidence points out to the type of monster you are.” I try to walk past him but he grabs me, I flinch at his touch and he looks appalled by my reaction. I swallow deeply as we both freeze and glare at each other. “I would never abuse or r**e a woman certainly not one as unkept and childlike as you. So choose your words properly before I throw you in jail for such allegations.” “You are the one who will rot in jail sir.” I wrench my hand out of his hold and make it for the door and not even bothering to head to my locker to change I hail a taxi and head straight to the police station. ******* ‘ I don’t care what that test says he r***d me!” I scream at the police officer in charge of my case . It’s been ours dealing with the whole mess and dealing with the nasty comments thrown at me by that man’s family . I know my boss and his wife are familiar with each other and I had never met this man before last night and the insults his wife and his mother are throwing feel like a knife in my heart . Even if I had no parents I was still raised in a church based orphanage and being called a street foul names by my own gender instead of being helped is a lot painful. “ Young lady you better start telling us the truth or you will rot in jail.’’ The man’s lawyer glares at me across the table that separates me from their whole close knit group of stuck up socialites. What did I do to deserve this? Is it because I have no money to hire lawyers that I am treated like trash even if I am the victim? “ I have no idea what you are talking about, I have never seen or met this man and I only remember my Boss sending me over to his suite to deliver some files and after that I do not remember anything .” I have said this over and over again and it still feels like they don’t hear me. “ She is lying .These young woman are all gold diggers planning on catching the next fish. Did you think you were going to cash on my husband’s guilt because of that red little stain on the bed? You low class women are impossible!” I stare at his wife who by right should be on my side , we are both women and the least she could do is try to see it from my side but from how bitchy she is from work I know my luck is running out. I don’t even know why she is furious the whole hotel knows she is sleeping with her husband’s best friend and she has the nerve to call me a gold digger! “ My son would never do such a thing.” His mother grabs a tissue and stabs at non- existent tears. Is this family really so insensitive. They all are looking at me as if I am the one at fault and I know deep down with how powerful they are that I won’t win. Even my boss is sitting there grinning like the cat that got the heaviest cream . Did he plan this? “ Did you really sleep with her ?There is just no young woman who would just accuse you of r**e son” Both the man , his wife and mother stare at the old man as if he just grew a third head and for the first time I am glad someone is taking my side. “Father! I would never use or have s*x with any woman against her will. I am married for god sakes and I would never betray Lisa like that. I do not know what this poodle like woman thinks she will get out of this but I did not sleep with her ." and you saw that the tests showed that I was dosed with a date-r**e drug.” He glares at me as he mentions the drug. As if I know where that thing is sold or what its use is. “You were not the only one that tested positive for those drugs. It does not make any sense for me to drug you and myself and then claim you r***d me. Even if we were drugged you still had s*x with me against my consent and that is r**e no matter how you put it.” I stood up to leave. There was nothing for me to do. It was clear that the police won’t help me. “You will always be a r****t no matter what Mr . “I watched him blanch at my words and I took satisfaction from that. He deserves to be hurt and in the worst possible way.I knew my life was about to get messy the moment I woke up in that bed. ***"""""*** "I'm Elizabeth Andrews and I was r***d by my employer." 'Use her voice or the whole thing won't work,we need to make it look like that girl did the interview herself or it will all be for nothing.He took everything from me and now I will make him pay for all those times he took me for granted."