Aaron’s pants had fallen on the floor, and Claudia was whimpering as he inched closer. Her body was tense, and her mascara was running down her cheeks in black streaks.
She knew she had to take control, so mustering her strength; she forced her leg at his groin. It connected with a thud, and he fell to the floor in pain.
Not waiting to see if he would follow, she grabbed her dress and ran down the hall. Once she was in the bathroom, she locked the door and quickly slipped her dress on. The small window above the
toilet was open. Claudia, knowing this would be her only escape, clambered onto the toilet. She hoisted herself through the narrow gap, and squeezed through. Her bare feet hit the hard ground and
she winced in pain. Not bothering to think twice, she bolted down the street.
The night was pitch black and Claudia couldn’t see much. Her feet were killing her and her dress really wasn’t designed for running. Fighting back tears, she continued running.
Out of the corner of her eyes she saw an approaching shadow. She tensed, was he back? The shadow then disappeared, it was just a passing car.
Claudia had lost all sense of direction, she didn’t have a clue as to where she was. Had she ran far enough. Even the thought of being anywhere near that house made her shudder.
The scenes of the night kept replaying in her mind and she couldn’t fight hard enough to stop them. How had it all gone so wrong? The dinner, the house, his kiss; this time she didn’t try to stop
In the darkness, she crashed into a bush and fell flat on the ground. Taking deep breaths, she scrambled to her feet.
Again, scenes where flashing through her mind. The way he had slowly directed her to his room. The look in his eyes as he pushed or onto his bed. The relentless way he removed her clothing.
It all became too much, she stopped and let the tears flow.
In the darkness, she could just make out a cluster of trees. She moved to them, sat down and curled herself into a ball.
Indi had been right the whole time. Aaron had just been using her. Thinking of Indi made the tears some again. Where was she? How had she gotten lost?
Sitting still in her thin dress made her realize how cold she was. An icy gust of wind blue through, she pulled her knees tighter to her chest.
The tanbark was surprisingly soft, so she leant against a tree and closed her eyes. Maybe she could wake up and find it was all a dream.
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