You and me - Chris Sturniolo

"Alec?" pt. 2

(SERIOUS TOPICS MENTIONED IN THIS CHAPTER. FAIR WARNING. SEXUAL ASSAULT, HARRASMENT, INCONSENT, ADDICTON, SMOKING, ETC)

~continue flashback~

"Alec what are you doing?!" My voice cracks and I'm shocked

"Shh" he whispers into my neck and his lips graze my skin

"Please.. no" I stutter

His weight pushes me back onto the bench by the mirror

He lays me down

He begins taking his clothes off

"No!" I squeal and try my hardest to push him off of me

He grabs onto both my wrists and holds them over my head

Tears pour down my face soaking into last shoots outfit

As some point he had gotten his pants off. Along with mine.

And he had begun raping me

I knew there was nothing for me to do but cry and cry.

Yell? Oh. Yeah, I tried.

His hand held over my mouth shut

His other drilling into my shoulder holding me in place

I squint my eyes and pray for it to end sooner than later

He looks me in my eyes almost the entire time

I look at his Beaty eyes a few times and all he mustve seen was my bloodshot red eyes from crying so painfully hard

He starts speeding himself up until he goes one last time and stops

I cry and cry until he finally dressed himself and left

I put my clothes back on and feel to the floor crying into my arms

I sat there for a while.

Or atleast until somebody noticed my car still  here

I heard a knock on the door

"Yn?" I heard my manager

He slowly opens the door when he gets no response and when he sees me he rushes into the room over to me

"What happened" he asks frantically

"I..I don't wanna talk about it" I stutter and hiccup over every word

He got my stuff together for me and helped me to my car

I ended up driving myself home

My lungs and throat hurt ever since that night.

~present time~

I open my eyes and Chris is asleep, luckily.

I slowly get out of his grasp and go Into my bathroom

I search through my cabinet under my sink and end up finding a pack of cigarettes, a lighter and some past vapes

I had been a frequent user of nicotine and I just never got rid of any of that stuff

I grab it all and put it in my hoodie pocket

I make my way out of my room and go down my long hallway and up the flight up stairs again

I go to the staircase that leads to the roof and I go right up there

I close the trap door on the roof and walk over to the edge

I set my stuff on the ground and sit letting my feet swing off the back of the house

I look out at the town. The lights of buildings, apartments, cars, street lights, food places, gas stations