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The day the music died.
This chapter of ‘Fallen’ contains some adult content, so be forewarned.
Lacey hummed away to her Beatles record and enjoyed her quiet time alone.
Her mother was out and Adrian had finally let her have some time to herself.
Being so popular was wearing her a little thin.
She had to have time to sit and think.
Some things that popped into her mind she could understand, others she couldn’t.
It was good how Mark had taken their breakup. It had been two weeks and she’d spoken to him a few times and he seemed ok.
She of course, was fine.
Adrian was a better kisser anyhow.
One thing that was not quite so easily thought out was the peculiar feeling she’d had when she’d gone to talk to Ike that day.
When she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off him.
She knew she didn’t like him, that was for sure.
But she hadn’t seen him lately, so she’d hadn’t been able to see what she’d feel the next time she did. Weird.
A sudden noise made her jerk her head up.
It sounded like the front door shutting.
‘Mom? Are you home already?’ she called, annoyed at her peace being disturbed.
No answer.
There was no other noise so she shrugged and went back to her thinking.
The next thing she knew she was thrown to the floor and her hands held behind her back.
‘Please! Get off me! ple……’
‘Shut up! You belong to me Lacey! You know that! Now hold still. You know you want this.’
Lacey squirmed and tried in vain to pull off her attacker.
What was going on?
Who was he? What did he want?
She tried to scream but something was shoved in her mouth.
She tried to free herself but the person was too heavy.
With a sudden surge of strength, she was able to twist around to face her attacker.
The face she was confronted with would haunt her for the rest of her life.
Her eyes widened in terror, filled with tears at the sight of her ex-boyfriend on top of her, pinning her down.
Terror filled her heart, her mind, her whole body.
She was paralyzed with fear.
She tried to scream but with one swift blow she was knocked unconscious.
Her life flashed before her eyes before everything went black.
Lacey awoke to a painful throbbing in her head and aches all over her body.
Her bed felt hard underneath her.
Because it wasn’t her bed.
Struggling to sit up, Lacey found herself lying on the floor of her room, her clothes no longer on her, but strewn around her and the horror of the situation dawned on her.
She recalled the last horrifying half an hour.
Gathering up enough strength to make it to the bathroom, she turned on the shower and sat underneath it, with only enough strength left to sob bitterly.
But no matter how much water flowed over her body, she would never be clean again.
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