A Girl Like Her

A Girl Like Her
Layla Adams moved to Virginia seeking an escape from a past she desperately wants to forget. But even a new state can't erase the nightmares, the constant anxiety, or the deep-seated shame. Just when she thought she could disappear, a new neighbor, Zander, arrives, bringing with him a magnetic charm and an unsettling intensity. Can Layla navigate her senior year, her traumatic past, and Zander's mysterious presence without shattering the fragile peace she's built? Dive into a story of healing, hidden truths, and the unexpected connections that can challenge everything.

The first thing I noticed was the cool wind tickling at my skin, sending goosebumps all over my body. The second thing I noticed was the pain that came with finally awaking. Oh, it was agonizing. Pain blistered up and down my entire body. It was spiraling to each and every curve and crevice of myself.

My eyes snapped open but I immediately regretted it. A feeling of discomfort and sharp needles pierced through my skull. Closing my eyes again to keep in a few steady breaths, I tried once more. This time, I was successful. I could keep my eyes open for longer than a few seconds.

I moved, trying to get up. But it served to be pointless as a strangled yelp left my lips. Pain exploded everywhere. But I noticed where the pain was at the most.

Suddenly, it felt like I couldn't breathe. There was a giant brick sitting on me, closing in on me; depriving me of oxygen. I risked a glanced down at myself and this time, there was nothing holding back the tears at what my eyes saw. My body was bruised and battered. Scratches and blood marred every inch of my skin. The sparkly black dress I was wearing was bunched up around my waist, my lower regions exposed and vulnerable to the cold air.

Sparing a glance to my side, I erupted in sobs when I saw the remains of my underwear. They were ripped to shreds. The pieces of cloth marked with blood and other dirty substances.

Was I... was I raped?