Intro

Alright soo.. originally this was a poem but i re-shaped it into a some-what story form..I'm not a fan of this piece of writing of mine, but my friends have been nagging me to give it a try. So! if this gets enough reads, votes, and comments, i'll consider posting the chapter that's supposed to come after this. I'll speak honestly though. I'm still working on the chapter and i'm a very busy human. So i can't guarntee that this story will get very far. It all depends on the situation. But anyways,

Enjoy~

He reached out his pale hand towards me, I backed away
I hated him, his fat stomach, chubby arms. His weird pale complexion.
“Come on, he said What are you afraid of?”
“You” I said quietly.
“Me?” He asked with a sly smile
Suddenly he was behind me and I stiffened when he placed his hands on my neck.
“I wouldn’t hurt you, I love you remember babe?” he whispered into my ear
I froze
His voice.. it changed.
I looked back at him and almost choked.
His face…. It changed.
I started to back away quickly, tripping over unknown objects, all the while keeping my eyes on him. He had a nasty lustful look on his face. His eyes searching all over my body.
“No, this can’t be.. this isn’t happening” I thought
I started to run and suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder
I tried to pull away, but that same hand yanked me back.
I fell hard on my butt and looked up at the fat ugly b*****d.

He kicked me in the stomach before yanking me up by the hair

"Shut up, you f**cking b***h" and  He put his hand over my mouth

 I began to panic.

He used his other hand to touch my breasts, I tried to scream.
He uncovered my mouth and wrapped it around my neck instead. He added pressure to is grip and i began choking. 

.He started taking off my clothes, while I struggled helplessly, silent tears fell down my cheeks.
The pain of being scared was nothing to the disgust i felt when he touched me.
I felt dirty, used as his hands trailed down my legs.
He took off his pants and my tears turned to sobs as i closed my eyes.
I was shaking, i was scared. This is it, the days of my innocence are over.
He started to yank off my clothes and then I felt his hands slide in between my legs

His dry, chapped lips brushed over mine and he began kissing my neck.

He caressed my body and I felt so disgusting

Used and filthy.

I felt him position himself on top of me, soon he began thru-

I jolted upwards, trembling and sweating, my phone was vibrating.
“F**k, I whispered, just another dream”
I looked at my phone, one new text message.. so that was the source of the vibrating.
What could the world possibly want with me now? I decided not to even read it. I was in no mood.
I got up from bed and opened the window a little. It was a bit too hot in my room.
I went over and turned the light on, then took a look in the mirror.
My hair was all over the place, some of it plastered on my face with sweat.
My eyes had dark circles under them, and they looked swollen for some reason.
I looked down at my hands and noticed my palms had marks on them. I must have dug my nails into them.
I took a deep breath and slid to the floor.
I suddenly had the urge to cry
I suddenly had the urge to just slit my wrists and die.

I leaned my head back till it hit the wall and I began to cry.

My chest felt tight, my breaths came out labored

Strong, urgent sobs filled the silence of my room. I began scratching at my wrists, craving some sort of numbness.

I promised myself i'd get over this!

Why do i always fail myself?

How long will I keep having these dreams?

How long will I have to live this torment?