The Rape

The feeling of his hand brushing along her arm made her shiver with hate. His laugh, his smell – her stomach churned at the thought.

She holds on tighter to the last bit of shirt that hadn’t been torn. She stumbles continuously, dazed by the experience, not knowing where to go; an idea but unsure if she should. Her feet independently carry her to his door and she taps, gently at first then harder each time. Finally he comes to the door. As it creaks open all she can say is, “I’m sorry, I thought of you first.” His eyes scan her bruised and torn body and they widen as she collapses. He quickly catches her and helps her to his bedroom and lays her down.
After a few moments she awakes and shoots up quickly. As her ripped shirt falls away to show her bra, he looks in the other direction and reaches for a shirt to save her dignity. He hands her the t-shirt “This should ummmm… cover you better…Liana what happened to you?”
Her eyes stare at him as a tear begins to form. She tries to speak but… impossible. The tears begin to flow again; he comes closer to comfort her but his touch scares her and she cowers in the corner.
“Liana please, I aint gonna hurt you. I couldn’t hurt you. Please, you must tell me what happened; I can’t help you if you don’t.”
“I…I know you wouldn’t hurt me but… you’re like him!”
“Him? Liana, your not making sense.”
A sensation of warmth runs down her leg… blood.
She jumps off the bed and runs into the bathroom and locks herself in.
Leon sits, stunned. As he turns to the bed, he becomes more worried. A large patch of fresh blood seeps through the quilt coves. He rushed to the bathroom door and whispers inside, “Liana please, say something. I know you’re bleeding. You know I’m here for you, no matter what happened between us.”
On the other side of the door Liana had lifts the t-shirt up and her skirt. Her underwear had been half torn, when he had tried to … she forces herself to think of something else as she slips them off and sees they are half soaked with blood. She knows he has hurt her. She slides down and sits with her back against the door and closes her eyes.

His weight forced against her body. His hand large enough held both her wrists and the other over her mouth. He had moved his hand down from her mouth; the fear made her incapable of speech, and up her leg and he pulled fiercely at her underwear. Her body was too weak to fight. His buckle fell to the floor; her heartbeat quickened, but she wished it didn’t. She heard the sound of his zip and he forced himself harder against her; his hand once more against her mouth, as he forced himself harder and further; her body screamed in pain, the ripping sensation; she wished it’d all end. His moans sickened her.

“Liana…Liana…Liana.” She opens her eyes and realises she isn’t back there but at the Leon’s house. She rises and unlocks the door and throws her arms around him. “I need… I don’t know what I need.” She pauses before timidly says, “I need some sanitary towels.”
“I’ll ask the girls for some yeah?” Liana nodded embarrassingly. He returns back soon with one. “Here you go.” She quickly uses it and opens the door again. She stumbles into Leon’s room and says, “I know you’ve seen me… you know when we were together but, ummmm could I have a pair of joggers or boxers?”
“Awwww hunny, of course.” He reaches for his top draw and passes some boxers to her.
She scrunches her body up in the corner of the bed and looks at him and begins to explain. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me. I’m sorry for being like this but I was coming back from town. My friend, you know Keisha, had a party and I left early to get back to do some work. I think someone followed me from there.”
She stops to take a breath. Leon again moves to the bed. Liana moves towards him and allows herself to be cuddled although she remains tense.
“As I made my way through the campus, I was tapped on the shoulder. The guy asked me the time so I told him, and then I turned to continue but when I got round the corner he was there and he pushed me under the area where the light doesn’t work. I struggled and tried to get away, but he pushed his weight over me; his hand held both of mine…and…and.” She begins to cry, her tears like a waterfall continuously falling.
“Oh Hun he… he raped you! You have to report him!”
Her eyes sting from the tears as she looks up at him and says, “Will…Will you help me?”
“Li you know I would die to help you.” He lightly kisses her forehead and allows her to fall asleep on him. He stars up to the ceiling and whispers,
“Liana, you’re not alone anymore.”


The End.

just to let you know this has not happened to me and isnt form experience.

This is a brilliant piece of writing, very emotional and tense. It reads really well now we've got the tenses sorted out.

:D thumbs up.... was a bit of an abrupt ending... maybe continue?

thankyou stressederica33, i kinda wrote this on a spur o fhte moment thing when i was feeling down, it is possible i may carry it on, didnt really know if it should have a definitive ending or left abrupt as it lets the reader form their own idea of an ending

but thankyou for the response ^_^

thats k... look forward to seeing next bit or next piece

Absolutely brilliant. The use of flashbacks is well used, and we get a real sense of her fear and panic. We're also comforted by Leon's "You're not alone anymore," and we feel that everything will be alright.

Top stuff!

thankyou for your response, much appreciated. ^_^