“Don’t worry about it Carolyn. I have a solution. I’ll call the cops and the ambulance. Just go shower.” There is something very wrong, she thought. It’s not going to be a good ending. As Carolyn showered, she began to feel the weight of the whole ordeal. She was almost killed tonight because of her previous actions, and in the end, was raped. She still had her life but to what purpose. This guy took my virginity, without my consent, she mulled over. There was nothing I could do. I was powerless. I had to accept it. She began to feel weak. She began to feel what she was holding—BANG!

Carolyn jumped. What happened! Is Trisha OK? She felt herself become nervous and fearful. She just saved her life and she might be hurt. As Carolyn ran to the bedroom, she knew it wasn’t going to be alright. She knew something was wrong. Please, please let her be OK. I forgave her; please let her be all right. She is my savior. As she entered the bedroom, she smelled something…foul. She screamed for the first time that night.