VIOLET
My eyes fluttered then opened, a sharp pain hitting my entire body immediately.
Struggling to get up, I felt sore and only needed the pain to intensify a little bit for memories of the previous night to come rushing back.
“No.”
Without my permission, I felt tears well up in my eyes as I recalled memories I so desperately wished was a dream. Memories of how I was raped.
Pulling my knees close to me, I buried my head in my laps, feeling extremely disgusted with myself. The tears weren’t stopping, fresh ones rolling down my cheeks at my every failed attempt to get the memory out of my head.
“No!” I cried out, rubbing my skin aggressively. “No.”
I hated to believe it was real. Hated to think less than two hours ago a man I hated more than anything had not only taken my virginity
