Bailey

She was always the little sister.
So when she had the opportunity to be her own person, she took it.
Maybe, she shouldn't have taken it so far, but can you blame her?
She's shifting through the crowd at a party she isn't supposed to be at.
She's sipping so,etching from a can with way too much sugar and even more alcohol, it may not even be legal.
Suddenly she's in a bedroom, and hands are wandering.
At first in her drunken stupor everything is a good idea, but all too quickly the alcohol wears off, and a bad decision in the form of a hormonal bastard excuse of a boy is on top of her.
She's crying, and inside she feels like dying.
A hand is suddenly clamped tight over her mouth and against her throat, and everything in her is alerting her to scream, but he leans in, and says "scream, and I'll. fucking. Kill. You."
Possibly the most important words of her life have been pushed through the teeth of this animal on top of her.
He pulls out a foil package, and removes the hand from her mouth, she screams, and suddenly air isn't in existence anymore. He punches her once in the face, and blood is everywhere.
She hasn't experienced such pain in her life.
Suddenly in one sweep of anguish, he's inside her, and she can feel the bruises forming on her inner thighs and in her body.
Tears are staining her face, and she's sure that this is death.
He continues to thrust, and she lays there quietly dying.
He finishes, and rolls over, but not before he slaps her, and makes an empty threat about death if she speaks.
She pulls herself as together as she can, and walks out the bedroom.
Everyone sees what has just happened.
She's limping to the door, and everyone is looking at her like she is already pregnant, and she chose it.
She walks home, and gets to the bathroom.
She barely makes it before she vomits alcohol and sex.
She then runs herself bathwater hotter than the hell she experienced tonight, and sinks in Santan's spring in an attempt to boil any trace of him off her.


Okay guys, this is basically the reason for bathwater. I want honest criticism, but do not be rude.