CHAPTER 4) Amelia's Secret ***TRIGGER WARNING***

Two weeks had passed since Tom’s birthday party and it was still very much on Amelia’s mind. All she could think about was seeing Lewis and had started to relive her past. She had been very distant since the party, shutting herself away in her bedroom. Her excuse was that she wanted to focus on her university work and usually only surfaced from her bedroom when it was mealtimes or to have a toilet break.

It was a very warm Sunday afternoon and Melanie and her parents had gone out into town to go university shopping for Melanie. Melanie was following in her older sisters’ footsteps by wanting to train as a nurse. She was not as bright as Amelia, managing to scrape C grades in her recent exams but she was bubbly and full of personality. Amelia was half way through her second year as she started her course in the previous January and had been doing very well in her studies, passing all of her assignments with seventy percent and above. She had also received glowing reports from all of the hospital wards she had worked on and had received an award from university for achieving high marks. It was through university that Amelia met Tom. He was in the same year group as Amelia but was studying mental health nursing whereas Amelia was studying general nursing. They had become very close friends by the end of their first year and began dating four months ago.

Amelia had opted out of helping Melanie with her university shop, much to Melanie’s disappointment. Amelia had claimed that she had a migraine and her parents told her they were not surprised as she had been studying hard recently.  However, what they didn’t know was that the real reason for Amelia’s avoidant behaviour was because she couldn’t face the world. Amelia lay down on her bed, holding a teddy bear that Tom had won at the arcade for her on their second date together. She closed her eyes and began to drift off to sleep.

Amelia felt rain on her cheeks and her bare arms. She crossed her arms as she began to shiver from being cold. She was wearing a small black dress with fishnet tights in the middle of winter. She knocked on the green wooden door of the country house where she had been invited to a New Years Eve party. She was glad to be in the warm and a skinny boy with black hair handed Amelia a bottle of beer. “Enjoy your night Amelia!” the boy shouted, over the extremely loud Slipknot track that was playing. The boy who had greeted her lived in the country house with his older sister and decided to host a party while their parents were away in Ireland. Amelia soon found her friends and began to mosh to the loud music that was playing.

Amelia was only fifteen years old but she liked to rebel every so often. She was often classed as a goody two shoes at school as she always got good grades in all of her classes, but she enjoyed letting her hair down and having fun with her friends. She had got talking to a young man who was a few years older than her. They shared an interest in the same music, art and both liked parties. He introduced himself as Lewis and reached for Amelia’s hand and shook it. Amelia could feel her cheeks blush slightly and introduced herself to him. Lewis invited his friends to join Amelia and her friends and began playing drinking games with vodka shots and chugging back cans of beer in one attempt. One of the girls who was with Amelia began to be violently sick after chugging her can of beer and some of the girls sat outside with her. Amelia, Lewis and one of his friends with extremely messy black hair walked down the large country house garden and stood behind some conifer trees. Amelia began to shiver as it was an extremely cold New Years Eve and Lewis gave her a blanket to wrap round her shoulders that had been previously tied round his head. She politely thanked him and he put his arms round her. She didn’t mind, she had had far too much to drink and the body heat kept her warm.

The boy with messy black hair began to roll what looked like a large cigarette. “You ever got baked before?” he asked Amelia. Amelia hesitated with her reply. “Err no I haven’t. Is that a joint you just rolled?”

“Arrrr isn’t that sweet? She’s never seen a joint before”, Lewis sniggered whilst giving Amelia a peck on the cheek. She had never received so much attention from a male before, and was extremely flattered. The boy with messy black hair lit up the joint of weed and took a few puffs, then passed it to Amelia.

“Take a toke”, he said. Amelia looked at Lewis who nodded his head. Amelia could smell the smoke that the joint was burning. It smelled a little bit like a largely overweight builder with extremely bad body odour. She pursed her lips around it and took a puff, then a second, then a third.
“I  think she’s got a liking for de ganja”, Lewis joked whilst taking the joint from Amelia. They passed the joint amongst themselves till it had all been smoked. Amelia stood very still. She didn’t want to move because she was afraid she would fall over as she began to have a floating sensation in her body. She looked at Lewis who burst with a fit of laughter and Amelia could not help herself but join in.

The boy with messy black hair had disappeared but that didn’t bother Amelia or Lewis. They were spinning around in circles in the garden, making themselves dizzy and falling over whilst laughing hysterically. “Oh golly I am so wasted. I can’t feel my nose”, Amelia giggled. Lewis then picked Amelia up and she gave a shriek and a very loud giggle. They went back into the living room where more drinking games were being played and Amelia and Lewis joined in, chugging back shots of whiskey and sambuca. By three in the morning Amelia was very drunk and was staggering around the living room. “Well I’d better go ‘ome”, Amelia told Lewis.

“I’ll walk you back”, Lewis said while putting his arm round her whilst she smiled.

Amelia could now not feel the cold and she still had the blanket Lewis had given her over her shoulders. Lewis had stopped and pulled Amelia towards him and started to kiss her. She resisted at first but he pulled her back towards him and she kissed him back. Amelia liked the sensation kissing Lewis gave her. She put her arms around his waist and she felt his tongue slip into her mouth and meet with her own. She could feel Lewis caressing her breasts, and then felt his hand slip into her pants. Lewis began rubbing his hand against Amelia’s vagina and she leaned back onto a wall whilst spreading her legs open. She liked the tingling sensation that Lewis rubbing his hand against her clitoris was giving her and she gave Lewis a nip on his lip with her own. Liking the reaction he had received, Lewis then began to slip his fingers into her vagina. Amelia began to feel uncomfortable. “I think we should stop now”, said Amelia. “You can’t just lead a guy on like that sexy”, said Lewis, proceeding to insert his fingers into her vagina. Amelia pushed him away, “No really I mean it! I don’t like it. I mean it, please stop!” Amelia pleaded but Lewis was not listening. She tried pushing him away some more but he managed to grab both of her hands and wrestle her to the floor. Amelia tried screaming but she was in the middle of a field with not a soul in sight. “Shut the fuck up you dirty slut,” Lewis ordered. He punched her in the face and in the stomach so hard that Amelia flinched and couldn’t move. He took the blanket off her shoulders and tied it around her face to muffle her screams. He again punched Amelia in the face so hard that she became dazed and could feel him dragging her back behind the wall. He struck her again with a hard object and she blacked out.

Amelia woke up in a daze to find Lewis on top of her and had penetrated inside of her. Amelia began to cry and scream as she was in so much pain. Up until this point Amelia had been a virgin who had never even dated a guy, now she was being violated by one. She was scared and began to fear for her life. She continued to scream mainly because she was in pain but just in case someone could hear her cries.“Shut the fuck up you silly bitch. No fucker can hear you. This is what you get for being a frigid bitch. You only had to suck my cock”, Lewis shouted at Amelia, whilst pinning her arms down. The charming young man that she had known earlier had now turned into a monster. Amelia fought with all her strength to push Lewis off of her but she quickly became tired. Pain ripped through her vagina which paralysed her and Amelia soon began to stop struggling. “Maybe if I just let him do it, I will be able to get out of this alive”, Amelia thought to herself whilst sobbing and trying to muffle her screams.

After fifteen minutes of being raped violently, she could feel Lewis’ penis become extremely hard inside of her. He quickly pulled out and then began to masturbate and sat on Amelia’s stomach whilst doing so. He began to moan and then pointed his penis toward Amelia’s face. She could feel a warm liquid spraying on her face whilst Lewis began to moan louder and louder. Everything then fell silent with only Amelia’s sobs being heard. Lewis then got up and zipped up his trousers. He looked over Amelia and had an evil grin on his face and started to kick her. Amelia covered her face with her hands and her arms. “Now if you tell any fucker about this I will come down and fucking kill you. I will shove a knife so far up your pussy you won’t know what has fucking hit you. I know where you live bitch so I will hunt you down if this gets out”, Lewis warned Amelia. He then ran off and left Amelia lying in the muddy field, freezing cold with her underwear still around her ankles. She lay there motionless, trying to comprehend what had just happened to her. She tried to get up but stumbled. She pulled up her tights and her underwear but noticed that there was a lot of blood around her groin. She managed to get herself up and staggered home, keeping her mouth closed so she didn’t cry out in pain.

Amelia woke up screaming. She sat up and began breathing heavily. Tears streamed down her cheeks. What had happened? Was it all real? Amelia could hear footsteps running up the stairs. “What’s going on?  You scared me to death!” Melanie said, concerned.

“I’m fine. I’m okay I just had a bad dream. Must be the migraine I think”, said Amelia, trying to reassure Melanie. Melanie sighed then walked out of the room. It had taken Amelia a few minutes to realise what had just happened. She had relived the night she was raped by Tom’s brother, Lewis. Amelia slumped into her pillow and began to cry. She felt dirty, she felt abused and she knew that Lewis was now going to haunt her for the rest of her life.