Authors: Danielle Sibarium
“I’m not letting you leave unti
l you say I can walk you home.”
I can’t believe this guy. Why can’t he just let me go? Doesn’t he understand I can’t be in here a minute longer? He puts his arm across the entry blocking my exit. I take a deep breath and say. “Okay.”
“Here,” he says handing me a red sweatshirt. “It’s too cold outside for you to go out like that.”
“Thanks.” I slip into it and welcome
it’s warmth.
“Okay. I just
gotta use the bathroom and then I’ll walk you home.”
“Okay.”
“You promise you’ll wait for me here?”
“Yes.” I force a smile hoping he believes me.
He turns and exits the room. If he thinks I’m really going to wait for him he’s crazy. I peek out the door just in time to see him enter the bathroom at the end of the hallway. I step out of the room and take off running as fast I can until I’m out of the frat house and two blocks away.
I’m forced to stop by my legs that feel like they are about to break off. Out of breath my tears begin to seep out of my eyes. My throat burns trying to hold in the loud scream of fear and frustration. If that guy had not walked by when he did I would be living a different story right
now.
My skin burns knowing unwanted hands were on it. I feel so scared. I feel so betrayed. But most of all I feel so ashamed. I can’t believe I allowed myself to get into that situation. I just want to block this out of my head and never think of it agai
n.
“Is this the walk of shame I’m witnessing?” Lola asks sitting at our small kitchen table as I walk through the front door of our apartment.
“Not now. I’m not in the mood.” I walk right past her into the bathroom and pull out the bottle of aspirin. After swallowing two of them I turn the shower on and peel my clothes off. I’ve never nee
ded a shower this badly before.
“Are you okay in there?” Lola asks knocking on the door.
“Yeah, I’m taking a shower.”
“Fine.
But when you get out we’re having a talk.”
I ignore her and enter the shower. The hot water runs down my body erasing the smell of that guy’s cologne and stale beer. I can’t help but scrub my body extra hard. Knowing there was someone on top of me not caring that I was saying no turns my stomach. I know nothing happened, but I can’t he
lp feeling disturbed by it all.
I try again to search my mind for any other memories from last night, but nothing comes up. Maybe I can get Amber to fill in the blanks. First I have to find out what happened to he
r last night.
I step out of the shower feeling a little more like myself. The aspirin is beginning to work its magic on my head. I wish it had
the same effect on my stomach.
Wrapping a soft white towel around my body I walk out of the bathroom and head towards my bedroom.
“Hey Piper, umm…” Lola says following behind me.
“Not now Lola. I’ll talk to you later.”
“No I just wanna warn you…”
I step into my room and feel every o
unce of air exit my lungs. Mike is sitting on my bed.