When I awoke Damon wasn't in the bed with me. I walked to the bathroom and I didn't hear the shower on. I walked in and Damon stood there naked as the day he was born. He stared at me and I couldn't move. I was luckkky enough I kept my eyes locked with his.
"Damon I'm really sorry," I said backing away.
"No, it's fine," he smiled, "this is payback for when I saw you."
I smiled and ran out the bathroom and closed the door. My face was a deep red and I couldn't get Damon's naked figure out my head. I breathed a few deep breaths and walked towards the door.
"Damon I'm going to get something to eat!," I screamed.
"Okay!," he shouted.
I slipped on my ballet flats and walked to the dining area. I grabbed a plate and got a bagel and pancakes! I sat at a table and ate my breakfast. Some guy came up to me and sat next to me. I looked up at him and saw he was smiling at me.
"Can I help you?," I asked dropping my bagel.
"I just wanted to say hi," he smiled, "you seemed lonely."
"I'm fine," I said getting up.
"Sit down," he demanded.
"No," I walked away.
The guy stood up and grabbed me by my hair. I shrieked and he dragged me out the dining area. Luckily the wa hardly anyone there. He forced me to follow him and he must've been dragging me to his room. His room was in the direction of mine. Maybe if I screamed loud enough Damon would hear me. The guy forced me into the room next to Damon's.
"Damon!," I screamed as I fell on the floor.
"Shut up!," he screamed.
He forced me up and sat me on his bed. He went to his closet and pulled out duct tape and rope. He put a piece of duct tape on my mouth and tied my hands to the bed post. But before he tied my hands he pulled Damon's shirt over my head. I squrimed but he was way stronger than me. He finally got my hands tied tight and pulled off my pink underwear.
"Aww, you look so amazing," he kissed my neck.
I screamed again threw the tape and the guy slipped a finger inside me. I yelped because his finger was huge. I tried to move away but he would just keep pushing his finger in me. He added a finger and I screamed. I heard a knock on the door and was praying it was Damon.
"Hello?," It was Damon.
"Damon!," I screamed threw the tape.
"Anna?!," he screamed.
The guy pulled his fingers outta me and removed his pants and underwear. I shook my head, but the guy just kept going. He climbed on top of me and slid in me. I screamed and winced at the pain and felt blood trickle down my thigh. I screamed as loud as I could as the guy raped me. Damon pounded on the door trying to get it open. Damon kicked down the door and saw me tied up and hewasn't wearing a shirt. Before Damon could reach me the guy thrusted one more time and he released.
I whined as Damon rushed over and knocked the guy off of me. I had my eyes shut tight. Damon punched the guy which knocked him out. He ran over to me and ripped the tape off carefully. I began to sob as Damon untied my hands.
"Oh my god Anna!," he saw the guy's semen was dripping out of me.
Damon ran to the bathroom and grabbed me a robe. He picked me up and grabbed my ballet flats and his shirt. He ran out the room and back to ours. He grabbed all of our stuff and ran to the other's room. When we got there everyone saw me limp in Damon's arms.
"Anna!," Krystal dropped her bag.
"Sweetie what happened?," my mom ran over and looked at me.
"Why is blood running down her leg?," Megan asked.
I sobbed louder as my mom opened the robe I was wearing. Damon kept his eyes on the ceiling. She gasped when she saw me. Damon set me down and my mom hugged me. She began to cry into my shoulder.
"It's going to be okay," she stroked my hair.
"We better leave," Megan said.
"Yeah before the guy wakes up," Damon pointed out.
"Yes," I muttered.
My mom walked me to the bathroom and I quickly washed off. When I got out I threw on some underwear and they only thing I had was a dress that squeezed the life outta me. I slipped it on and walked out. Damon gave me my flats and we ran out. I climbed back into Damon's car and drove away from that horrid place. I had my knees to my chest and didn't say a word.
"Anna you okay?," Damon asked.
"No," I mumbled.
"I'm really sorry I should've gone with you," he said as we just drove into Atlanta.
"Damon it's not your fault," I let my knees go.
"Yes it is," he banged on the wheel.
"Damon you couldn't-," he cut me off.
"Yes I could've," he shouted.
"But-," he stopped me again.
"Anna!," he screamed, "I know I shouldn't've let you go alone."
"Damon stop blamming yourself!," I saw he was crying.
"Damon pull the car over!" I shouted.
Damon pulled over to the side of the rode but my mom kept driving towards Damon's house.
"Why?," he asked.
I put my hand under his chin and made him look in my eyes.
"There's nothing you could've done," I said as a tear fell down my face.
I forced Damon to kiss me and I felt him shake a little. He cupped the side of my face and kissed me a little harder. When I pulled away Damon wiped away my tear and began to drive again. When we pulled into Damon's driveway my mom was marching towards the car. Uh oh!