He stripped away my self-worth, layer by layer until even my bones held no trace of my personality.

Someone whistles as if calling me. "Hey Miss, you look so pretty." said by the guy who continuously following me. I feel the creep in me, for his voice is too deep like a clap of thunder with sure malice in his tone, I walk faster ignoring what he said.

I am too nervous for I still feel him following me. Bullets of sweats formed in my forehead as I continue walking.

It was almost nightfall, I'm walking back home to my house right after my class.

I lost sight of the girl I used to be, she was caged in my chest, they swallowed the key as I stood there and watched.

"Hey! I am not yet done with you! Don't be such a snob! I hate hard-to-get-girls!" he sounds so pissed of me avoiding him. Who is he anyway? I feel like I have encountered him a few times already.

I just forgot who he is. Maybe because my mind isn't functioning well due to what's happening, kaya hindi ko mawari kung sino nga ba ito.

I walked faster than my pace earlier. Scared of what he would do if ever he'd reached me. I held tightly at the strap of my bag to hide the fear of running in my veins.

You drained me of my identity, injecting self-doubt into my veins.

I shrieked out of shock and a bit of pain in the way he grabbed me in my right pulse. "S-sir, please let go of me. I-i do not even know you." I uttered softly as tears begun to form in the side of my eyes. It feels like my heart is being pulled out inside of my chest because of its fast heartbeats. I tried pulling my hand to get away from his grip.

"You already forgot who I am? That hurts. You're already scared of me eh?" he said while laughing loudly as he tightened his grip to my hand. I saw him smiled evilly at me. He's not fair nor dark, he has hooded eyes whose reddish and you can see it in the way he looks at me that he has an evil plan. His hair is messy and he smells like alcohol mixed with cigarettes.

He doesn't look like a cheap man.

You let me think of questioning my own sanity, walking anywhere aimlessly.

"L-let go! I wanna go home. L-let go!" I cried. I felt the pain from a scratch that marks in my pulse for I keep insisting to get away from his hold. But I did not pay attention to it, for I was more scared of what will happen next...

He sniffs on my nape, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗉. My tears kept falling in my face while he does that. I slowly lost my ability to think straight 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾.

"You smell nice, damn it! Just one Nash, I'll let you home or maybe you want me to walk you home, so that I would know where you live." he forcefully dragged me 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌. He knows my name! Who is he?! Who is he!

At war with my own body every day.

"N-no, no, no ... D-dont! Have pity on me, I'd like to go home. Iwon't report you to the police! Please, let go!" 𝘐 𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦.

I sob serially as I noticed that he can drag me for he has a huge and masculine body!

"Sir! Have mercy on me, I do not want this. Help!" I shouted out of desperation. My face is full of tears but I do not give a damn about how I look at all.

Why would I think of how I look like in this kind of situation?! Will he going to harass me? Will he?!

It's hard for me to scrub your touch off my skin and my mental state has been shaken to its core falling on the floor.

"Damn it, Nash! Just one!" he growled angrily. He pushed me with enough force to make me feel an excruciating pain when my back got hit at a broad tree, 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌. I grunted in pain.

"Why are you groaning? You're so excited. How about you groan out of pleasure?" as he kneels in front of me to level my vision. I'm terrified as I see his evil grin.

I shake my head as I begged for him to stop. 𝖨𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄. He grabs my jaw tightly while his nose explored the back of my ear.

I pushed him with all my force 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽. He's huge than me! Am I gonna die? Am I?! 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗌𝗈! 𝖱𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾! 𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅!

I don't know who I am anymore.

"Don't wriggle Nash, there's no way I would let you escape." 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. I felt his lips on the back of my ear 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌.

"Fuck it!" 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾r𝖾. "That's what you get for disobeying me." 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾.

𝖨 𝗌𝗈𝖻 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖾hile he kept on kissing me at my collarbone 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅e 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋. "You smell really nice." 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗒.

His lips went from my neck to the back of my ear and to my left collarbone while his hand is now entering what's inside my shirt. I sob loudly when he caresses my waist.

I should be over it but I am not, it still haunts me every damn day.

"Why are you even wearing pants? Damn it." 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌.

I hardly closed my eyes and silently cried 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.

I was almost got raped.

People who knows it, keep telling me to "let it go."

This ain't fucking Frozen.

This is rape.

My virginity was almost stolen.

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WARNING :

CONTAINS MATURE SCENES. THIS STORY IS NOT FOR SOMEONE WHO ARE EASILY OFFENDED, NARROW-MINDED, AND A FIRM BELIEVER OF FAIRY TALES AND HAPPY ENDINGS. THIS MAY TRIGGER YOU SO READ AT YOUR OWN SAKE.

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