Targeted by Sherry Robinson

Targeted by Sherry Robinson

Author:Sherry Robinson [Robinson, Sherry]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Urban Life, Urban, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00RSOT8OA
Publisher: Diva VS Boss Publishing
Published: 2015-01-04T05:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 4: GETTING PAST

Donald took it upon himself to have the apartment clean, so the next time I returned to it I wouldn’t have to deal with it. I walked into the house and stood in the hallway and looked around. He had managed to get John smell out of the apartment. I walked into the kitchen, and looked around everything was put away in there. I walked over to the bedroom eyeing the door with each step I took. When I got to the bedroom door my heart started to race inside of my chest. I thought to myself not again, as I stood there looking at the door. I knew I could do this if I took small steps, until I was standing in the middle of the room. I first had to bring myself to open the door before anything else. I had to twist the knob, and make it past the doorway. Once I accomplished that I know that everything would be alright. I firmly grabbed the knob, and held on to it trying to decide if I should do this or not. I stood there taking in a few breathe then I twist the knob slowly, and as the door open I glanced in the room to find that it too had been cleaned. The sheets had been changed, and the bed had been made. There was no sign of a struggle, and the smell of blood had dissipated. I was glad I didn’t have to clean up this room, or be the one to throw away the bloody sheets. I just stood there looking around like I was somewhere else. I knew what happened here, and now there was no evidence of it ever happened in this room. There was no sign that I had ever been raped, and there was no constant reminders lingering in the air. I could look at my room like I use to without feeling terrified or scared. I could sit in here and feel safe. I could lay down in my bed and dream happy dreams, and not haunted by nightmares. I couldn’t believe Donald had done all this for me. He had tried to make my homecoming better than the previous one. I started crying because I was overwhelmed with the appearance of the apartment, and the whole ordeal I was going through. I didn’t have anything left in me to fight with. I couldn’t sink any lower than I had already sunk. I was at my wits end as I tried to come to grasp with everything. Donald came over and sat down beside me as he tried to console me. I knew he probably was at his breaking point, but he showed no signs of giving in. The more I thought about everything the more it seemed like I was going to lose my mind. Donald took me by the hand and led me into the bathroom where he had drawn me a bubble bath.



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