The Twin Girl They Rejected

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flying to his mouth, and I saw red. Blood. Trickling from between his fingers, dripping do

rse. I knew I'

forgive me... I am s

aster her f***ing

barrels, unused machinery piled up on both sides. They dragged me to a metal column and tie

g the blood from his chin

are you bite me... Get rea

he grabbed my jaw and held me still. When I kept struggling, he started slapping me hard

re down the middle, exposing the t-shirt underneat

t. I could see it in

, ah?? I love girl

e over the t-shirt. Rough. Dis

gy sweaters all the time," he said, pulling my t-shirt up above

o much fun... I can't w

ur of them. All drunk. All out of their minds on alcohol and weeds. They'd been laughing at

bout the hits. I didn't care about the humiliation. Because all the instincts I had as a girl w

ir hit my underwear. I heard him ma

own body get exposed in front of their lustfu

wiggled. I tried everything to protest. But I w

and. Pulling and exposing i

op

hing s

und, his grip still on my jeans. I heard

ned m

son in the world was s

they couldn't manage anything else. They'd disappeared into the corridor, leaving

s blood. From whe

your business," t

d. "But now it is. Now get the hell out of here. Or I will kill ev

ut

d make myself mo

one who'd been too slow to crawl out, went flying across th

we are outta he

st ran, or tried to, their drunken legs giving out beneath them. They crawled through t

sil

naked. Still shaking. And the least expecte

My sweater was in shreds on the floor. My t-shirt was still pulled up above my b

Earth I wanted to

ld see his face now. His eyes were focused on mine, not on my b

l burning from the slaps, and my head was throbbing, and my ribs ached from the kicks, and m

t, pl

th with his palm.

, by their rough disgusting hands, and I'd wanted to peel my own skin off. But his hand on my

pulling u

is myself. I wanted to tell him to stop making me feel so helpless, so exp

ulled my t-shirt down so it covered my chest.

ee, raw and red, and I rubbed them without thinking. He took off

go,"

't stand. I don't know how long they'd had me pinned, hours, minutes, I couldn't tell. The

ng on him. His arm s

oment, my entir

saw the boxes. The barrels. The unused machinery. The junk piled up on both side

ered eve

ing away from him, my body aching from the countless hits he'd already given me. I remembered hitting that dusty wall,

bered b

will do anything you as

m laughing like

go... this is so m

s hand grabbing my face. His lips crashing on mine. His tongue forcing my mo

t of that building, into the night air. I di

from that moment, my