Ellie's POV
I woke up with a pounding headache and aching body.
I glanced down and was shocked to find a heavy weight resting on my stomach. To my astonishment, it was the hand of a man sleeping next to me.
I looked at my own body and realized that I was undressed. Tears welled up in my eyes as panic set in.
"Shit!!!" I muttered under my breath. Slowly and carefully, I removed the man's hand from my stomach. He was lying facedown, so I couldn't see his entire face all I could see was his face surrounded by a beard, and his long hair extending down to his shoulders.
I wanted to slap him, but fear held me back. What if he was a criminal or worse, an addict?
I couldn't help but wash my face repeatedly, especially when I noticed the bedsheets bore signs of the night's events, indicating that I had lost my virginity.
"What have you done to me?" I whispered tearfully.
As soon as I regained my senses, I hurriedly put on the clothes scattered on the bedroom floor. I couldn't let him see me or anticipate what he might do if he woke up and found me there.
I didn't realize I was already home. I quickly went into the bathroom and took a shower. I was crying.
"I was raped," I shout to myself. He took advantage of me while I was drunk."I sobbed inside the bathroom."
I thank God that my mom wasn't her , mom is at work now, and she leaves the house early so she didn't witness what happened to me. Before I went to the bar, I told her that I would be staying out late and might sleep over with a friend. My plan was to go home to Jessa, my best friend's house. However, I ended up sleeping somewhere else.
After a while, I started to think that I needed to seek justice for myself. I knew I had to report that man so that I could reclaim myself. I quickly went to the police station to report what happened."
I can report it to the police without letting my mom know about what happened. I just want that man to be caught. He's a scary man, and I don't know what kind of person he is, whether he's a criminal or an addict.
Noah's face reflected in my mind. His face was clean-shaven, since I don't like beards because they scare me. I started crying again when I thought about it.
When I was at the police station, they asked me to recount the whole incident. The only thing I could remember was drinking at the bar because of my graduation problems.
"Do you still remember the man's face before you left the motel?" The police asked.
"He was lying on his facedown, and I could only see the side of his face. He had somewhat long hair, probably reaching his shoulders, and he had a closed beard. I didn't see his whole face clearly because I was panicking and scared." I answered.
They called the motel where the man and I checked in, but the staff said he had already left. I felt disappointed, but I continued with the process.
After a while, the officers called me and informed me that they have obtained the CCTV footage from the bar and motel during the estimated time I provided."
"Is that you, Miss Marquez? The officer showed me a video inside the bar where I kissed a man. The man's face wasn't fully visible as he was wearing a hat, and the CCTV angle was different. We also saw that I initiated the kiss and hugged the stranger first."
The three police officers exchanged glances upon seeing the video.
"'Sir, I was drunk at that time, and I don't remember such a scene".I tearfully told them."
Alright, ma'am, let's do it this way. We will study this case first and keep you updated on its progress. We will give you a call. Is that okay? The police asked.
"Fucking useless police" I cursed at the police officers in my mind.
Feeling disheartened, I left the police station without doing anything else.
That evening, I just stayed in my room, huddled under the covers, crying over the unfortunate events in my life. First, Noah cheated on me, then I didn't graduate, and worst of all, I was raped by an unknown man."
"Ellie, honey, do you have a problem? You've been like this for months. Remember, Mama is here, don't forget that," my mom said with a mix of concern.
I removed my blanket and hugged Mama tightly. All that came out of my mouth were deep sobs. Mama gently caressed my back, and I said,
"I'm so sorry ma.''
'Shh, whatever it is, Mama is here. I love you. Remember that.'"
"Sorry, Mom. I won't be able to graduate. I'm sorry I let you down. I got too caught up in what happened between Noah and me," I said, tears welling up as I spoke to my mother.
My mom held my face in her hands, wiping away my tears with her fingers.
"I understand, okay? We'll make it up next year, my child," Mom said, trying to comfort me.
Deep inside, though, I know she's disappointed and deeply hurt by all of this.
What I couldn't say is what happened to me recently.I don't know, but I'm scared of Mama's reaction when she finds out.
I don't want my mom to worry even more; she's getting older. I'll handle this on my own. I believe I can solve this by myself.