Natalie,
I just ran away. What else could I do?
I pushed on the elevator button repeatedly and when the doors closed; I fell to the floor because my legs were shaking.
Why does he have this strong hold on me? Why each time I see him, my resolve vanishes and my world crumbles to nothing?
It is like I’m powerless in front of him. If he told me to throw myself from over a cliff, I would f*****g do it with a stupid smile on my face.
The thing dinged, and I looked at myself in the mirror without getting out.
My face was flushed, my hair was messy, and there was something running down my legs.
I felt disgusting. I’m a piece of trash who should be treated like a f*****g slut. He has the right to do this to me, and I have no right to deny him.
I heard some people talking as they headed to
