(part 1 is here)

The room was dark, save for the stream of light coming from the hallway which gave the entire room the ambiance of a dimly lit restaurant – without the food, of course. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, and in that moment she let her guard down and sighed with relief. After moments of nothing but kissing, his fingertips found the inside of her wrists as he used them to push her down onto the bed. Confused and unsure how to respond, she began to shift her body to raise herself upright – or she would have, had the gentle pressure of his hand on her shoulder not been lightly pressing her down.

Thoughts ran furiously through her head, some negating the others but as a whole they left her more confused than she’d been to start with. Unsure of what to do, she did the only thing she knew how to do and became quiet, wondering and waiting. He began slowly, even kissing her, but after only a few seconds she was sure that this was not what she wanted. This wasn’t how she’d imagined her first time, and she was supposed to be in love – even married, both of which she was not. “Stop.” She whispered. She looked at his face and wondered if he’d even heard her, but the rocking motion told her he had not. “Please. Just stop.” She said it again, this time louder but still merely a hiss. He looked at her and shook his head slightly, “What’s wrong?” he asked. “I don’t want to do this. It hurts. Please. Stop.” She said back, her voice still low and controlled.

He paused.

But, it was only for a moment.

She tried to raise her shoulders from the pillow under her as she asked again “Please…” but her voice broke and failed her. Her head slumped back as she let the silent tears caress her cheekbones. She knew she should kick him – or, at least that she could. Something, at least – but her body wouldn’t move and all she wanted in that moment was to disappear. She closed her eyes, the wet lashes touching the top of her cheek as she grit down on her teeth. It hurt, what he was doing, but she guessed it was normal as she’d never done this before. She squeezed her eyes even tighter shut and concentrated on nothing but the black void in the back of her mind, willing herself to leave this place – if only in her head.

And, she did.

It may have been the pain that brought her back, or the warm sensation between her legs – she wasn’t sure. It felt like only seconds had passed, but she knew it had to have been longer. With her hand, she reached down to feel what seemed to be a trickle of warmth on her. Though what she found was nothing like a trickle, but a puddle instead. She wondered if it was normal but sharp stabs of pain radiated against her insides and her head could no longer hold her thoughts. How could she just now be aware of this pain?

“Stop. Now.” She said, determined and with an edge to her voice. “Get off.”

His body stalled and the knock on the door made him stiffen. “Just a minute!” He called.

She was thankful for the sharp knock and for what it meant for her. She began to stand, but sat down sharply as her head rumbled in protest, blurring my vision and balance. The room was completely dark, now as the door had been closed at some point. He fumbled for the light switch as she tried again to stand without falling.

With a sudden burst, light flooded the room and she stood where she was, looking around – horrified. She hadn’t been prepared for this…

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