14Good Night
Prom night. It was suppose to be every teenage girls dream. I imagined it when I was a little girl to be a perfect night. Prince charming as my date, a beautiful dress and a limo all waiting for me.
Well, I got the dress, the limo, but my prince charming turned out to be the prince of hell. It started off like a great evening.
He took me to a fancy Italian resteraunt, then to the school where we danced all night. By 12, I was so tired, and my feet were killing me from the shoes I had on.
But, instead of taking me back home, my "prince", David Daine, the most popular guy at my school, had other plans. I was so dead tired by the time we had stopped, I thought we were at my house.
He took me by my hand and led me through a small cabin. It was romantic, with the fire raging in the fireplace. Instead of furniture, there was one small blanket in the floor. "David, I think I need to get home. My curfew is 1:30.." I said, my voice lowering in nervousness.
"By the time we're through, you'll be home way before curfew.." I didn't know EXACTLY what he meant, but, I knew it didn't mean we were gonna play Scrabble. David sat down on the blanket, pulling my hand so I was sitting next to him.
The next thing I knew, he was ontop of me, pushing his hand up my thigh, pulling my panties down. My eyes widened and I tried to break the kiss to tell him to stop. However, he had different plans.
Seconds later, I was screaming and crying for him to stop. I burned everywhere and I squeezed my eyes shut, gripped the ends of my dress. I couldn't open my eyes. I didn't want to see him at all.
He had my arms pinned over my head and my legs were kicking, and failing to stop David. My stomach was hurting incredibly badly and my vision was blurred from my tears.
"Get up, Darcy." I rolled over on my side and looked up to see David standing infront of me. I was sobbing so loudly as he grabbed me by my waist, picking me up. He pushed me a little toward the door and smirked.
"What? You want to cuddle? I got what I wanted...go home.." I sobbed again and stood there, blood dripping down the inside of my thighs and legs.
My dark blue dress was twisted and mangled from his hands tearing at the fabric. "I hate you!" I shouted, throwing one of my high heels at him. It bounced off his shoulder as he dodged it.
"Aw...I'm crushed. LEAVE!" He turned back around, rolling the blanket up. I couldn't believe this had just happened to me. I could never look at him again, or face him at school. He was the most popular person there.
By monday, it would be all over the campus that we slept together. All of his friends would ask me out, probably intending to do the same thing.
Then there was my parents I thought about. They would be so ashamed and so hurt. I knew they'd think of me as a sleezy slut. They would never believe that I was raped.
The limo driver, who was looking at me through the rear view mirror, cleared his throught as I sobbed slightly. I had one shoe on and my dress and myself looked like we had been through hell and back.
In some ways, I had been through worse. My innocence was gone before I had time to realize what was happening. All my life, I knew I was going to save myself for that perfect Mr. right. All of those dreams were crushed now too.
We took a turn and I recognized we were going back to the school. Suddenly, the ocean beyond the bluffs to the left, seemed so much easier than school.
"Stop right here..." I grabbed my purse and opened the door just as the driver stopped. "Are you sure you'll be alright?" I nodded and watched until he dissapeared into the darkness.
I walked slowly to the edge of the road and climbed over the guard rails, leaning dangerously close to the edge of the bluffs.
I leaned over, my black hair blowing in my face slightly. The waves crashed down below me about a hundred feet down. I looked up at the dark sky.
The stars seemed like diamonds and I wondered how something so beautiful could look at a world so awful. With that thought in my mind, I simply whispered,
"Goodnight.." as I closed my eyes and stepped off the bluff. The wind ripped through my hair and dress. It felt like I was floating in space. Free from life, death, heartache and other horrible things. Then, the freedom ceased, and my body hit the water like a brick hitting the side walk...
A/N- Ya Like? I did