I can't breathe.. His hand is choking me. I can't breathe.. I opened my mouth to take a breath, but his sweat dripped into it. I wanted to throw up. It was disgusting..
My eyes flew open, and I bolted from the bed, running toward the bathroom. I lifted the toilet seat up and threw up in it.
Disgusting.. It tastes disgusting..
I kept throwing up until there was nothing left, and my tears ran down my cheeks. I quickly got up and brushed my teeth.
Taking off Damian’s shirt that I was wearing, I stepped under the shower and kept scrubbing myself. I didn't stop even when my skin burned and turned red from the scrubbing.
Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting!
I kept having nightmares about my time with Jeremiah, I felt disgusted by him and myself.
Suddenly I saw a hand taking my loofah away, and a deep voice saying, “That’s enough, Baby girl. You are clean.”
Clean? He was the one telling me that I’m disgusting..
