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"Cooper, I was drugged" I cry out, trying to ive hi sorry" He mumbles, his eyes are on the floor and his words hit ht to my heart

The daht replays as I close ht What would have happened if Cooper hadn’t rescued me when he did?

I shiver, I’d be ruined, hell, I feel like I a down on me

Oh God, I can’t breathe I start to panic and feel like I’ll never be the same, never recover

Will that assle tell his friends? What if someone sahat happened and it spreads around caentle voice besidewhere my mind was

I close my eyes and start to count to ten My heartbeat slows a bit and the tears ease up I feel that assle on my skin and it s

"I need a fking shower" I say aloud I want the et up My legs aren’t strong enough yet to hold me up as I fall back on the bed Cooper is there in an instant but I put a hand up to stop him, scared to have him that close

"Don’t touchto say that aloud to him I know he means well but I just can’t handle it I’ anyone touching ht now makes me want to rip them apart

Cooper backs up and holds his hands up in surrender

I try to get up again and this time I’m able to pull etthe few steps to Cooper’s bathroom I shut the door and I’m just about to lock it when Cooper calls htly and Cooper holds out so them, I quickly shut the door and lock it I walk over to Mason’s connecting bathroom door and lock that as well I place the clean clothes on the bathroom sink and then turn the water on in the shower as hot as it will go

I remove my shirt, bra and then I pull down ; they were left back in that assle’s roo hot water runs down over my body I pick up some body wash and pour some into my hands and start to clean e of the tub I pour so it to et clean enough When ht red I proceed to the other arm and then the rest of my body Finally, once ainst the wall and slide down until I’ theain I sit in the shower until the water turns cold and I’rab a towel off the hook I dry myself and dress in an old number five baseball t-shirt of Cooper’s and a pair of his boxer shorts I reach up and wipe the mirror with the towel so I can see h the tears, "the girl that looked back at ht will never be the sa her ar me want I need, a shoulder to cry on I lay my head down in er and sadness out Moh my hair as we both cry for what feels like hours