I woke up to pain, I looked at my cloths and they were ripped. I saw the figure walking away from another person, my saviour. It was him the boy from camp! Hey this reminds me off dad and mum, coincidence! He was tall and handsome, he had black hair and wore a blue jacket. He had dark blue jeans and Nike trainers, his name was Mike.
"Ashley!" He said
"Mike, what happened?" I asked
"Y-you were r-raped" he said
I looked at the area I between my legs and saw a hole in my trousers, I looked in the hole and everything was red. I quickly covered the area with my hands. I noticed that my bra was off as well and my breast were showing, these were also red.
It was so painful!
"Wait?! Am I pregnant!?" I shouted
"No I did a test for you and your lucky!"
He stared at me for a while I then started to blush and cover my 'parts' more.
"I need to change my cloths" I said
"Y-yeah..." He replied stuttering
I ran behind a tree with my bag and got out my spare cloths that looked exactly the same as my other cloths. I slipped them on and went back to Mike.
"Mike can I ask you something?" I said
"Go ahead!"