Chapter 35 - Fear
Two weeks later--
The nightmares continued…and in many ways they just made everything harder then Maybell knew how to cope with. She didn’t know what cruel joke it was that had made the memories and sensations of her gang rape rise up from her fogged mind but after all of the stress and drama of nearly dying, somehow she was remembering the night of her rape in vivid detail and worst of all it was ten times worse than the memories of the tape.
She felt like filthy garbage. A w***e. A slut….
As you can imagine these terrible events drained her spirit, energy and made her barely able to tolerate the most innocent of kisses or caresses without triggering an avalanche of unpleasant memories. Meaning that Isiah couldn’t really touch her. Of course May had asked him to take
