The girls had gone club hopping. They’d party all weekend but I’d be home. Always the introvert.
The house was a little large, we all had individual bedrooms but always slept in whoever’s room the gist ended at night, which was hardly ever My bedroom cuz I was a little… Peevish, about messes and all and the girls cared little for my attention to such details as gum wraps, food packs and and empty juice bottles.
Had some left over pasta and got into bed. It’d been a long day at work.I drifted off not too long after. Felt like just minutes later when some strange sound woke me… Someone breathing against my ear… Incubus? My eyes were shut but I could tell that the lights were on. I thought demons were scared of light? And then it spoke. “Open your eyes. I know u’re awake”. -okay! Newsflash babe, this was no incubus- I acted like I didn’t hear it, maybe if he thought I was asleep he’d take whatever he wanted and leave… I was wrong. He opened my eyes, with the hardest smack on my cheek I’d ever been dealt… It burned through my flesh and into my gums… I tasted blood.
I opened my eyes and tried to look at my soon to be assailant, then I saw the other two, standing behind him, faces harder than any I’d ever seen. How did they get in? Why did I not hear them? What did they want? I sat up, on my bed and started to plead… “Please, I don’t have much. Just take whatever you want and go. I won’t scream I promise”. I told them where everything was with my head bowed. I remembered it was unsafe to look at the faces of unmasked robbers.
He laughed long and hard, then signaled to the two behind him. They walked up to the bed, I’m not sure now, whether they were strong, or I weighed very little, cuz I was on the floor in an instant. I knew what was happening but I’d hoped this was some kinda sick joke and the girls would come out laughing at how horrified I looked… That did not happen.
One of them walked up behind me and held my shoulders down while the other was instructed to stand and hold the gun, pointed at me. I shut my eyes cuz I ddnt wanto see but another searing slap opened em… I’d started crying by this time and begging. I think my fear excited him… He pulled all my clothing off and unbuckled his belt… His package was nothing like I’d ever seen. Big, black and ugly. I looked at his face and tried to squirm… He kicked with his boot soo hard, those hard Timberlands… I started trying to fight and he hit. From every angle he could, kicked and slapped me until I was too weak to fight.
I lay there, still. Hoping they’d think me dead. The one standing back started to ask their boss if he was sure I was alive but he was silenced. The other holding my shoulders seemed rather… Amused by it all. His hands were everywhere, touching me, spreading… Kissing… Every part of me… The bile in my throat was so thick I thought I’d choke. Disgust and revulsion caused goosebumps to sread out all over my body, and then I felt it. His thing, being pushed inside of me… The pain worse than anything I’d ever experienced. He crashed into my body over and over, and then he began to whimper, or was it wheeze? He grunted, some pig-like sound, and then rolled off me.
He smiled, told the others to pack up the things… And just like that, just as they had come, they were gone…
I got up and locked my room door, walked into the bathroom. Mind, numb. Body, in pain. Eyes, blood red and dry. Was I just raped?? Yes. I’d read about it, watched movies, heard stories, and now, I was the victim of it. Who would I tell? No one, well, no one yet. There was no question about it. I would not have the world refer to me as “Annie that was raped” no. I would have none of it. It was over. I’d be fine. Talking about it really wouldn’t change anything. A thousand thoughts filled and fought for first place in my head. I looked at the time, 4:15am… I’d go to the clinic and get checked later in the morning. I’d find a story to tell the girls about the robbery, but I’d say I was out. I refuse to be looked at with eyes of pity. No one would ever know. Not even the girls… Especially, not the girls.