My mind was screeching my body was trembling as I waited for this unknown someone to reply but they didn't, all my mind was thinking is how did this picture get to this person? Who was this person and what the actual fuck?

Nobody knew about this part of my life not even Marsha and I wanted it to stay THAT way... But I'm pretty sure it won't my gut was about spill out from my mouth I was so red
I was afraid I'm gonna pass out that's when Marsha came in, she immediately flipped
" Dude...dude are you okay" she asked worried as she stroked my back
"Y..a..." I replied after a few seconds later
Marsha wasn't convinced that I was okay
" Dude I'm so sure you aren't okay... You look like something tried to kill you. What's happening? Do you want me to call someone" she asked with so much worry in her face
" I'm fine Marsha" I replied again
"Stop lying carmen, I can see it on your face... Why the fuck won't you tell me" she yelled

I couldn't take it anymore I cracked I handed her my phone while crying into her lap
Marsha went through the conversation, she clicked the picture and all I heard was a shear gasp, I didn't know if I did the right thing showing her but I need someone to cry to

After awhile she gently stroked my head and I felt a few drops of tears land on my neck
I looked up it was Marsha tearing

"Is this you? What happened to you? When did this happen? Who did this?" She questioned me
"I was brutally gang raped and from what it looks like this is a picture from after that when I was unconscious" I replied tears rolling down my cheeks just thinking about it made my abdomen hurt
" How did this happen? Even if you don't wanna talk about it just tell me, you can trust me and talking it out will make you feel better, Carmen just talk to me"
That is when I began to share the part of my life no one knew about

Before my parents got divorced a year back  we lived in another town that's  where my dad still lives i was schooling there, my parents were
constantly fighting and sometimes these fights weren't verbal instead physical, it wasn't dad's fault it was mom
They were so happy before mom decided to cheat on dad with my class teacher mr.beverly.
Mr.beverly met my mom at a PTA and they seemed to get along so well and in no time mom was texting and calling and their friendship was on a whole nother level. Like I said before my dad works the night shift and one day when dad left for work mom invited mr. Beverly home for a chat and coffee and I guess one thing led to another and mom cheated on dad
One day as usual mr.beverly came over after dad left and about and hour later dad came back home because there was a riot by his office but little did he know the riot was in his home.
Dad found out he was mad but mostly heartbroken
That's when things went down hill

Mom said she didn't love my dad anymore and that she loves me.beverly now so he should probably just divorce her

But dad wasn't giving up on their marriage so soon he pleaded her to give him another chance for the sake of me and Jess, but mostly because dad was still crazily in love with mom. He cried like a little kid begging her when clearly she was the one guilty.

Eventually mom told dad shed give him two months to change her mind and if he couldn't she wants a divorce , dad agreed because he had no other choice and he had hope that his love would change mom's mind

But the two months was horrible mom tortured dad and that led to fights both verbal and physical

All this hit me the hardest becuase mr.beverly was my teacher I felt guilty and like I was the one to blame there wasn't a single day I would go to bed without crying and in school seeing mr.beverly only made things worst
I would not go home after school instead I used to sit down by the river and wait till it was sundown so dad would leave for work so atleast I wouldn't have to hear them fight
My parents were too busy fighting they didn't even know when I came home and when I left.

Sitting by the river one day I met this guy, his name was tag and he was like 3 yrs elder than me... He seemed so nice at first and I felt comforted around him I would spend all my time by river with him it was actually the only time I began to smile
Everyday I'd look forward to spending with and just like that one day he proposed to me asking me to be his girlfriend, I didn't like him in that way he was more like a good friend to me but I said yes anyways

He started changing after I said yes he'd say very uncomfortable things to me about my body
He started touching me which made very uncomfortable I tried telling him but he said it was being in a relationship ment
I believed him and soon enough things got out of hand he would bring his friends with him whenever he came to the river and they too behaved like him touching him and saying uncomfortable stuff it got so worse
I told tag I didn't won't to do this anymore and I'm done, I stopped going to the river instead I stayed behind the school

There was a small alley
I just sat there, I would get calls and texts from tag which I ignored. I had a feeling it wasn't right
I felt like he was using me
He got so aggressive he that he threatened me he will kill me or throw acid on me If didn't listen to him
I was scared but ignored him anyways

One day as I sat in the alley alone tag and his friends came along 
I was conered I was freaking out, I tried to call for help I was frozen with fear, there was six almost grown men including tag Infront of me and what happened to me next was undiscriptive
The pain, the horror....

I was raped brutally they drugged me so I couldn't run, and one after one I was raped by tag and his friends I passed out so many times from the pain but was brought back to my senses ever so often and suddenly everything went black...

I woke up hours later to the night sky it was dark and suddenly Everything came back
My body ached like anything and I was bleeding in so many places including my woman parts
I couldn't even walk I felt like my intestines and Everything inside me had been ripped
I slowly stood up and walked to one of the portable toilets and went inside
I had this feeling to pee but I couldn't because it hurt so bad and I was bleeding horribly
I stuffed my pants with toilet paper to stop the bleeding from leaking I was wearing a blank Jean so it wasn't all that visible, but my top was ripped to shreds I just put on my Jacket and zipped it up
There were bruises everywhere but my jacket took care of everything
I finally washed my face with some water
I couldn't stand anymore I just sat down on the toilet crying from the pain and horror
What was I gonna do?
I felt like I was going to die
After about an hour of crying from the pain
I slowly stood up and walked home constantly sitting down here and there
Once I got home I was anxious to walk through the door what is someone sees I wondered
But to my luck no one was there
I went up to my room and took a shower I washed everything my clothes, the bruises except for the bitter memory and pain in my abdomen

I put some medicines on the bruises and took a very heavy dose of painkillers and laid down to sleep eventually the bleeding stopped from my womanly area I was a bit relived

I woke up in the morning with intense pain in my stomach the painkillers had worn off but the pain hadn't I was crying in pain but I couldn't call anyone for help

It was the same for about 2 weeks and then it subsided but I had nightmares about what had happened

I decided to stay quiet and even if I were to speak about it who was to listen Mom and dad were busy getting divorced, the two months were worthless mom got what she wanted and something she didn't want me and Jess we moved here with mom after and been here eversince

Once I was done Marsha was crying she gave me a tight hug and cried
She asked me why I atleast hadn't told her
I told her that I felt like people would judge me and hate me so I remained quite

Marsha looked at me for a second and hugged me again she said nothing would change between us because we're friends and friendship doesn't come seeing the persons past life its all about the future and she would always be there for me no matter what

I have no words to thank Marsha this what I exactly needed a word of assurance someone will be there for me