Euphoria

Chapter 2

Melanie

I'm sitting in a cafe for breakfast thinking about the text I got last night. However my distress doesn't seem to come to an end. What did I do to deserve this? Why me? I have been questioning myself for the past 21 years now. I never got the answer.

I'm done running away from my problems. It seems to trap me more in its foul embrace when I try to avoid it.

I gotta fight for myself.

The waitress arrives with my waffles which are dipped in maple syrup, blueberries and chopped strawberries , a piece of cinnamon pie and cranberry juice. It looks appetizing,I have lost my appetite or I'd say I have too much on my mind right now.

However, I force myself to eat and pay the bill and get out of the cafe and go to a nearby library.

It was a huge library. I was truly fascinated by its enormous collection of books. I take the 'the perfect murder' book and make my way towards a empty chair. I was so indulged in reading this book that I forgot the track of time. It was already mid afternoon. I take the book with me and start walking towards the grocery store.

While I was still inside the store shopping, I felt like someone was watching me. It send shivers down my spine. I'm so used to being on alert that I forgot to live without fear. Fear was a part of my life. It completely consumed me. Nobody new about what's going on in my life. Not even Carrie. I pretend to be fine as I don't want anyone sympathizing me or to avoid judgemental and stupid questions.

My family? Well, nope. Not gonna talk about it. They're not worth it.

I start walking towards my apartment it's just 15 mins away from here. I realize the road that I take usually is blocked due to road construction. They're filling the potholes which were present for years now. Good for pedestrians.

I take another road and come across a shortcut which looks like an abandoned alley. It already looks so dark in afternoon that I wonder how will it look at night.

------Trigger warning ------

As I was walking someone grabs my hand and pushes me against the wall. His one hand has twisted my hands at my back and the other one is on my neck. I can't even turn to take a look at this person.

He smells so disgusting. Maybe of a cheap liquor and cigarettes.

"Its been a while since I saw a pretty girl like you... " He whispers in my ear.

I'm scared to death by knowing what's gonna happen to me if I don't escape right now. I start wiggling in his hold. But he tightens his hold. He seems quite taller than me.

" I wonder how your mouth feels around my c**k " He said in sing a song tone.

"I'd love to f**k you like a w***e".

I want to scream. But my voice seems to be stuck inside my throat. Somehow I push this fear away.

"No no no. Please let me go! "I won't tell anyone.... Please! " It almost came like whispering.

He began tracing my neck and reaches further down tracing my cleavage upon my shirt itself. I start trashing in his hold but nothing seems to work.

His hand was about to reach my p***y when reality hits me. I start screaming loudly this time. He gets extremely furious by my attempts.

"SHUT THE f**k UP, YOU f*****g SLUT ".

"I know you want this too".

" Bastard! let me go right-

I'm interrupted when he presses a cloth against my nose.

Before I lose my conscience I hear deadened voices around me and a blaring bang.