Scarlet's P.O.V
It's been twenty minutes since Noah finally stopped violating my body and left. I didn't want to move or cry because I felt like if I did then it would become real.
I was still hoping and praying that I had simply imagined the whole thing or that it was a nightmare.
I just lie on my bed, staring at my white ceilings.
I guess I'm still in shock. I don't what to feel or how to feel. So many emotions are running through my mind I mean I feel violated, angry, sad, disgusted.
My thighs are still coated with his sticky essence and my blood. I force myself to get up and limp into my bathroom.
This is part that I was dreading. I move in front of my mirror and a single tear trails down my cheek at the sight of my appearance.
My hair is dishevelled and knotted with dried
