Chapter 19

**Alyssia**

When entering Annabel’s Dorm I couldn’t help but feel safe, knowing that Brian would never step foot here made being here that much more easier, my body slowly relaxing while in the presence of my best friend. Grateful to her and to Zac for coming to my aid when I needed them the most.

“Girl are you going to be okay?” whispers Annabel, moving to stand next to me as she looks at me with worry.

“Yea, nothing I haven’t faced before” I whisper back to her, for it was true, I had faced worse than what Brian had just done to me and it was a secret no one else would ever know about if I could help it.

Sighing, she moves to walk me over to her tiny couch, her dorm the size of a tiny studio apartment, while my dorm was just a tad bit bigger than hers, Annabel's dorm giving her enough space needed to live there while attending College and nothing more. *Talk about tiny,* I muse, knowing it was indeed tiny, more tinier than my dorm, and even that was almost considered small too.

“Ass Fuck” murmurs Annabel, pulling me from my thoughts as I move to look at her, unsure of who she was calling an ass fuck.

“Um, beg your pardon?” I ask, not sure I heard correctly.

“Brian!” exclaims Annabel, her hands now thrown into the air once I was seated, her eyes coming back to me only to spot my knee and the blood still oozing from the cut. “Shit, don’t move, I’ll be right back to patch that up” was all that she said before going to find her first aid kit.

Sighing, I move to lean against her couch, my mind now racing with different thoughts and scenarios as well as who could have told Brian I was sleeping around on him for I was not sleeping around on him, Eh maybe I was but even so that still wasn’t his business, we weren’t together anymore so I didn’t have to justify myself to anyone and certainly not him.

*Well, except maybe Daddy, you’ll always need to answer to him,* comes a stray random thought making me remember that Zac was probably the only person who’s opinion of me mattered and that alone made me shiver for how was it that this one man could satisfy not only me sexually but satisfy this need to obey him, to do everything that he demanded of me and then some.

Feeling my core tighten even after my near rape experience, I can’t help but find myself craving Zac’s touch even more, knowing that only his touch would make things better made me groan, shaking my head I all but attempt to shove those thoughts away not wanting to dwell on them for the time being.

*I must be in shock if I think jumping Zac’s body will help me after Brian all but tried to rape me,* come my thoughts just as Annabel slowly returns with her first aid kit, moving to kneel down in front of me before moving to go about cleaning the cut, drawing out small hisses every now and then.

“Sorry” whispers Annabel, knowing it probably hurt a lot more than it looked.

“It’s okay, I promise” I whisper back, afraid to use my voice, my emotions still all over the place just as Annable finishes with cleaning my cut.

Attempting to offer me a small smile, she moves to tap my leg before moving to put the first aid kit aside, her eyes moving to look back towards me. “Are you sure you're okay? I know you say you are but almost being raped by someone you use to love can weigh heavily on you” admits Annabel her eyes reflecting pain as well.

Snorting, I move to turn my head, “I said I was fine, stop asking me okay. It’s not like you would know anything about how I feel” I snap, annoyed she wouldn’t stop trying to get me to open up only for her to snap right back.

“LIKE FUCKING HELL I DON’T”

At the tone of her voice I can’t help but move to see her eyes all but holding back tears, her face giving way to anger and pain as she continues to look at me from her spot on the ground.

“Annabel?” I whisper, unsure how to respond as she all but moves to stand up.

“Like FUCKING HELL I don’t know how you feel, your not the only one whose been a victim of rape, and by people you thought you could trust” glares Annabel as tears begin to rise from her eyes.

“Annabel?” I try again, attempting to go to her only for her to spin around, her back now to me as she speaks again.

“I was fucking 14 when it happened to me, I was home alone with my father, who like many of nights spent his days drinking in front of the television, having lost his job, mom was the the only one working as I was only a child at the time when one day, my father all but stumbled into my room, as I had just stepped out of my shower when he entered.”

Feeling fear begin to rise I move to ask her what happened next.

“What do you think happened? He fucking pinned me to my bed, my towel all but falling from my body as my newly discovered body now stood on display for my drunken father who all but groped me his hands roaming my body as he explored, first my breast then my stomach and then last but not least my tight pussy, first his fingers, then his long hard cock as he all but rammed it into me, not caring that I was screaming, crying, begging him to stop, no, none of that matter, in fact it only turned him on more until he used other hand as a muffle so I couldn’t scream anymore as he continued, until finally he all but climaxed deep within me, his hot seed coating my inner walls until he finally pulled out and all but stumbled from my room, leaving me all alone to cry.” whispers Annabel, reliving her nightmare once more.

“I-I’m so sorry Annabel, I-I didn’t know” I say, tears now falling from my eyes as listening to my friend all but admit to me that she was raped and by a person who was supposed to protect her, making me think back to my own parents and how they always were with me a shiver now running down my spin at remembering a dark time in my childhood as I move to shove it away not wanting to relive that night just yet.

“Of course you don’t because I never told you till now.. And if you really want to know, he continued to do it until I was 16 and I was finally able to escape that hell hole as my mother clearly never cared about me, in fact she all but encouraged it, letting my father use and abuse me even while sober as I became his sex slave during those 2 years” finishes Annabel tears now falling from her eyes as she continued to stand with her back towards me.

Feeling my own tears beginning to fall I all but move to walk up behind her before wrapping my arms carefully around her as I move to bury my face within her back, crying once more. “Sorry.. Oh gods I’m so sorry Annabel, I didn’t know, if I had I wouldn’t have said that to you.”

“No.. I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have snapped at you, I should have waited until you came to me and for that I’m sorry” replies Annabel as she moves to turn around within my arms until where both now hugging one another, tears falling from both of our eyes, knowing that one of us needed to change the subject and quick before we became a sobbing mess all over again.

“So tell me… How’s Sam?” I move to ask out of the blue, making her blink before finally laughing her body shaking in laughter at hearing Sam’s name mentioned out of the blue.

“Oh god, did you really have to bring him up now?” laughs Annabel, pulling away so she could look at my face before speaking again. “If you must know, he asked me out on a date next week.”

“And?”

“And? I fucking said yes! No way was I going to sit idly by and let another bitch claim him, he’s mine, all mine” smirks Annabel, her tears now forgotten as she goes about telling me all about Sam and what had happened after we left the restaurant that night.