Aware

Can I borrow twenty bucks? I didn’t know him well, but I was alone and broke and trying to get home. 
Of course, just meet me at the park around 8. What a nice set up. It’ll be dark by then, but I just wanted to go home. Come get in my car. Just a request from such a kind person. What a genuine guy, letting me get some help. I forgot the money, do you mind if we go by my house? You can just ride with me. Okay, innocent enough. I’ll go with him to his house. I’ll wait in the car. It’s perfectly fine. Okay, I’ve got it, let’s go back to the park and then you can go home. God, I was so ready to go home.
Why’d you lock the doors? The fear ripped through my stomach like a hurricane.
 Sluts have to earn their money. The kindness had drained from his voice, and the look in his eyes said I wasn’t going anywhere. I tried the handle again and a searing pain spread through the side of my face. Don’t scream. Everything goes  blurred, I think I’m going to throw up. Oh God. What’s happening? I’m being shoved into the back seat. 
Please don’t. I get out before there’s another searing pain and hand around my throat. 
Fucking earn it. His voice was threatening on its own and I could barely open my eyes. I couldn’t breathe. There was something rough against my face, Open your mouth. His hand had disappeared, and suddenly I felt a new pain in my stomach. Did he just punch me?
The baby...I couldn’t breathe again, I was choking. This isn’t what I wanted, did I say no? 
You’re fucking worthless. The pain tore through me, his teeth pressing against my chest and thighs. I cry out in pain, more searing shock through my face. His hand around my throat, again, I felt as if I was going to pass out. I wanted to scream, to tell him to stop. Why couldn't I speak? Suddenly there’s lights. Why are the lights so bright? 
Someone’s here. Get the fuck out. The click of the locks goes off. I’m on the ground, heaving. His car speeds off. I lie next to my car for a while, my entire body pulsing, my nose bloodied, my head pounding. I couldn't cry, I felt the bruises flowering upon my skin. The lights are gone and it’s all dark again, I’m left alone, just like before. That was the first night I didn't want to go back home.