Chapter 18

18

ARIA

Strong, cruel fingers held my jaw, making my lips pucker. My eyes connected with those dark ones. I saw my own reflection in them. His pupils were dilated, the black in them so prominent that only a thin ring of gray was visible.

Anything.

I would bear anything but this.

I had seen people in my life who would look at a rape victim and roll their eyes. They would say that the rape victim was over reacting, trying to get attention.

But they didn’t know.

They never knew.

The pain. The suffering. The denial. The shame. The self-hatred. The desire to kill your own self.

The people who talked didn’t have the slightest of the idea about what really was happening to a rape victim.

All they could do was talk.

Humans.

Human beings are like that. They fake sympathy when someone shares their pain with other.

Why?

Because the only person who knows true pain is the one who suffered it.

It is in human nature.

We don’t understand someone’s pain unless we feel it ourselves.

I knew what pain me