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*Sansa*

"OMG! RICHARD GENTRY!!" My lovely friend screeched from the front door, before jumping into the room with lightening speed.

  I quickly jumped out of Richard's embrace as we all stared at each other, Amarachi gazing at him as if she were studying a painting, while Richard stared at me with the same expression I was almost too sure I had on my face; utter shock.

   I shook my head slightly in denial of what had just simply happened. We'd been kissing. Passionately. And I'd even urged him on, forgetting my phobia for being touched by a male.

Why did this happen?? Why did I even let it happen?! What is wrong with me?!

  Then my eyes involuntarily widened as I realized why this was happening. I was attracted to Richard. Not just a casual type of attraction, I was crazy about him. It finally explained why he seemed to consume my every sleeping and waking thoughts, the nervousness I felt when he was around me, the worry I felt when he was away.

    I like Richard. Because, it definitely couldn't be love. I couldn't be in love with someone like him, someone who didn't mind hurting anybody that stood in his way. No. Not love. Lust, maybe.

   "Richard! Oh my God! I get to finally see you!" Amarachi kept blabbering on, not even noticing the tension between me and the brooding Richard Gentry.

"Amarachi!" I snapped in a whisper as I pulled her slightly away, "Would you keep that your loud voice down? The whole building could be hearing you right now!"

   "AND SO WHAT? RICHARD GENTRY IS FINALLY IN MY ROOM!"

I instinctively placed my hands over my ear with a wince as Amarachi kept on displaying her Banshee skills.

"Amara, please.. Can you give me a minute? I need to talk to him so he can leave peacefully." I urged in a pleading tone, hoping she'd listen.

"Oh! I should leave so you guys can swallow each other up abi?"

I sighed and silently glared at her.

She wiggled her eyebrows at me with a soft laugh, "Okay, okay, I've heard. But you must gist me sha oh!"

  I watched her buttocks jiggle as she stalked to our tiny closet, throwing us each a dramatic glare before closing the door silently.

I let out a ragged breath before turning back to him.

"Why did you kiss me?" I simply asked. My voice soft.

"You were talking too much. Something had to shut you up, and that came into my head. Any other questions?" he probed.

   "You... You.. You arrogant animal!"

     "Watch what you say, Sansa—"

"No! I only work for you, Richard. You have no right to my personal space!" I yelled at him angrily. 
"I'm sorry I lied to my lecturer about you, but I only did that because he was trying to blackmail me. I don't like you and frankly, I want nothing to do with a sadist like you!"

I pressed my lips shut as I realized I had just named him a sadist. That was wrong. I shouldn't have, but I couldn't take the words back now. And I knew by the fierce scowl he had on his face, that he was extremely furious.

   He smirked before stepping closer and stopping right in front of me.

   "How many men have you slept with, Sansa?"

I flinched as if I'd just been slapped hard across the face. If I'd been slapped, I was sure I wouldn't be as shocked as I was now. All the color drained away from my face and neck as I stared hard at him.

   "What.. What did you just say?" I whispered, my breath held tightly.

"I know your type. You pretend like you're some.. Innocent little princess, but you silently try to seduce unsuspecting men.. Like the lecturer, am I right?"

  I couldn't believe my ears. I knew Richard was a cruel person, but this, this was too far.

"And now," He continued, "You tried to seduce me and formed the victim. So, I'm asking.. How many men have gotten under you, princess?"

At his mention of 'princess', I saw red and unconsciously tried to raise my right hand to slap him across the face, but I wasn't fast enough as he grabbed a hold of my wrist to stop me effectively.

"That is not something I would advise you to do, princess. I do not take hits lightly." He simply stated, smirking at me with satisfaction.

  To my mortification, the tears I was trying to hold back was let loose. I felt like my heart was suffocating. I felt shamed and ridiculed. I couldn't continue to look at him.

"You're a bastard! Let me go!" I sobbed hoarsely as he finally set my wrist free. Without turning back, I dashed into the bathroom and locked the door, placing my palms over my mouth to subdue the horrible sounds that I couldn't believe were coming out of me.

I distinctively heard the angry voice of Amara as she was telling him the leave.

After a few minutes of silence, I jumped in fright at the knock on the door.

  "Sansa, baby? He's gone now. Open the door, darling."

Without the slightest hesitation, I pushed open the door and jumped into Amarachi's warm, waiting arms, trembling with the force of my miserable sobs.

   "It's okay, baby girl.. Let it out.." Her sweet, calming voice swayed like she wanted to cry too, which made me cry harder.

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*Richard*

My eyes hurt. Keeping them open and trying to blink them was an effort.

  I had never felt this way before. I had never felt this helpless and miserable. It was because of her. Sansa.

What is she doing to me? Why did she come into my life??

     I sighed and placed my head exhaustingly on the drink counter. I had left her place and drove straight to my favorite club house after texting Folake that I wouldn't be able to take her home.

I checked my wrist. 7:25PM. I'd been here, drinking for over four hours, thinking about how hurt Sansa had been when I'd said those harsh words.
I'd said it to make her angry, the way she equally made me angry.

  Damn it! She literally knew how to drive someone mad without even trying! She'd called me a sadist, All Because I had mistakenly kissed her! A kiss she had returned with fervency, only if she was a pretender.

   "Hi,"

I turned to the lady who stood before me, smiling like her life depended on it.

"What do you want?" I enquired impatiently. I was quite annoyed right now, I didn't need anyone fueling the fire.

"My name is Chelsea, I'm the chairman's daughter. I just recently resumed into Gentry University." She introduced.

  That was why her face looked a bit familiar. She was one of the girls who had bullied Sansa at the eatery.

  I studied her loud features. Her top had an unnecessary large slot in the middle, putting half of her big breasts on display, while she had on a short skirt that was meant to seduce any living thing. It didn't move me.

"I'm not interested in having Pep talks with you, girl. Get out." I mumbled before turning back to my drink.

  "What do you see in her? That.. Stupid Sansa girl. She's not worth it." Chelsea stated, scorn filling her voice.

  "She's not a desperate bitch who stalks guys into a club just for validation and attention. Now, get the fuck out of my way."

   She looked shocked as I swiftly let my self out of darkly lit room. I went into my car and sped off without a backward glance.

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Violent scenes ahead...

*Sansa*

I WAS TRYING TO BREATHE, but I couldn't. The pain that flared across my lower body was too much too bear, but I couldn't do anything about it.

  The tears streamed down my face as they continued to violate my body, giving me injuries that would smear my life and taint my soul.

"Please," I gasped immediately my mouth was free. "stop," I tried to bring in mouthfuls of air. "Painful,"

God I want to die! God let me just die! Please!

I was tied into an unmovable position, spreaded in the worst way possible. I stared at them in horror, but I couldn't mutter a word. My mouth was filled with all sorts of rubbish. Semen, saliva, blood and the ones I couldn't point out.

  It was too big for my mouth. My lips were horribly swollen, But I had no choice but to take it in. The pain, the horrible taste. I lied there as he and his friend did all they pleased on my body.

I had long since forgotten about my father. knowing him, he wouldn't be home. He wouldn't even remember I existed. He didn't even know that his kid nephew brought his friend along to torture me.

  Wack! My head turned violently with the force of the slap I received. But I didn't react, I wouldn't react. I refused to give them the pleasure of watching me scream and cry in pains.

Everything felt numb. My body felt numb, even though I could feel the painful force of what they were doing to me, I couldn't react. I was too exhausted. I could only wait and wish for death to take me. Any second now, but it never came.

  "You're forming strong girl for us abi?" Godwin whispered as he bit my ear hard, making me squirm from the piercing pain. He kept thrusting into me, faster and faster, till I couldn't keep track of the pace.

  "You don't want to scream for us, right princess?" His friend said as he kept pushing back and forth into my mouth.

I could feel their frustration, and somehow, it made me happy. They couldn't get a reaction out of me, no matter how they tried.

  Then I heard someone's voice from the other end of the dark room. That voice was too familiar. So familiar that immediately I heard it, my whole body began to tremble with fear and trepidation.

  "SANSA! NO! LET HER GO!"

It was Richard. Oh no! Richard knows!

What was he doing here?! My body began to regain it's consciousness, and the pain felt like it was doubling. No!

  Godwin laughed at me, before pointing towards where Richard was.. I couldn't make out his figure, it was too dark.  "You think your Richard can save you, princess? He will watch us fuck you over and over!"

  And then, I screamed.

"RICHARD!!!!"

"Sansa! Sansa! Wake up! Jesus christ! What's happening??"

My body jerked with the force of my scream as I jumped up in bed, Amarachi instantly by my side, trying to calm me down.
She tried to place her hands on my shoulders, but I couldn't stop screaming and shaking on my bed.

"Richard! Amarachi.. They.. Richard.. He.. They raped me! Richard is in trouble! They will kill him!" I screamed frantically, grabbing Amarachi as she stared at me, her eyes widening with confusion.

  "No! Nobody raped you! It was just a nightmare! Calm down!" She grabbed my tear-stricked face. "Look at me, Sansa. You're fine. You're fine."

  "Noooo! No! Amara. You.. You don't understand! My cousin, he... He and his best friend hurt me!" I grabbed her arms, sobbing and trying to make her understand.

  "Oh my God!" Amarachi gasped. The tears were rolling down her face now, she looked so furious and hurt at my revelation.

  "Who did it to you? I will kill him! He must—"

"No! No! Amara.. Please.. Richard, I need to see him. He must be in danger! Please! Please!" I couldn't control my tears and my runny nose. My whole body was trembling violently, and I could still see the nightmare happening vividly before me, how they forced Richard to watch while they did their evil deed. No!

   Amarachi tried to calm me down, but I kept crying, Trying to block out the horrible images of me being abused like a worthless doll.

  "Sansa, please stop crying!" Amarachi sobbed, "You're making me cry as well, I don't know what to do to make you stop crying!"

  I felt the rush of her heartbeat, and I knew that she was terrified by my reaction. She had never seen this side of me.

"Should we take you to the school hospital?" She asked, her voice breaking in between her tears.

I shook my head no, I kept on crying in her arms. I didn't know how to control my self.
I knew now that everything was all a pretense. I couldn't ever get past what my cousin had done to me. He had destroyed my mental health, He had broken me. Over and over again. God!

  I didn't realize that Amarachi had picked up my phone until she had raised the phone to her ear, calling someone.

She looked straight at me, her blood red eyes determined as she waited for whoever she was calling, to pick up.

  As distressed as I was, I couldn't help the shocked gasp that broke out of me the moment I heard her statement.

  "Hello?... This is Sansa's friend. Amara. Please, Richard. I need you to come here right now. Please,"

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End of chapter 7.

Sighs.. This has been one of my hardest written chapters.

I hope we can now understand the reason why Sansa is the way she is. (panic attacks, distrustful, etc.)

Victims of rape/sexual assault are real survivors. And if there's anyone with a similar situation in the past that is reading this, I'm sorry, my intention is not to get you triggered because I know how touchy this could be.

I myself get triggered by abuse/assault. But I had to make this chapter so you could know the depth of what Sansa went through, And so this can give us an understanding of the worse happenings people go through.

I'm Passing this message across to say you're a survivor. And you're special. :-)

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So... Amarachi just called Richard! This might be an opportunity for their fight to come to an end! Cheeee

Who can't wait for the next chapter?? I know I can't!

Watch out! Ciao,

Stay safe.
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