Chapter 49 - Five Minutes

Five minutes. I'll give myself five minutes to cry and then I need to get back to work. Pulling out my phone, I set a timer for five minutes and then set it down on the timer. I can feel myself shaking. I want to scream and wail, but I can't alert anyone to how I'm feeling. So I put my hands over my face and choke back my cries as the tears roll down my face. I can hear his voice in the back of my mind. Calling me a little slut and a whore. I swear, I'm not anything like that. I didn't want to do it. I wanted to stop. Why couldn't he just stop? Why does she have to see me like that? What did I do to deserve this fate? I kept my head down and never tried to draw attention to myself. Why does it have to be this way? I can feel the agony in my heart. It hurts me physically. I clutch my heart in an attempt to stop the pain. Why does my heart hurt so much?