Fatimah's P O V.
The feel of something heavy dropping on me made my eyes flutter open but due to the darkness and my sleepy state I couldn't comprehend what was happening until I felt that heaviness moving. Separating my legs apart actually.
I opened my eyes widely to the feel of hands roaming around my body stopping at my legs and pulling them firmly apart.
A scream instinctively left my lips as I struggled to move but the person's weight was too heavy for me.
The man clasped his hands to my mouth, keeping me shut.
Now fully awake, tears sprang at my eyes as I caught on what was happening to me.
It's Musa.
And he's trying to r**e me.
I thrashed about with all the strength I could muster to no hope. He wasn't having any of it. My pleas.
The sound of a piece of clothing being torn
