This is my first story so i am looking for feedback. I would love to better my writing i don't really have any experience with writing i just know that i love to write. I am looking for an editor so if anyone would like to just let me know in the comments.
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The tears streaming down my face, I run up the stairs to my house and run straight to the bathroom. I turn the water on all the way hot, I need to get the feeling of him off my skin. I don't know why he didn't stop, why didn't he stop? I said no.. I wish I would have never went to that party with Gina. I step into the water and it burns, it burns so badly I want to turn the cold water on but I need to feel anything but the touch of him. He betrayed me, I trusted him I get the soap and dump it all over my body, I feel like scum I scrub and scrub but the groping of his hands, the smell of him on my skin, it won't go away. I keep reliving that moment I just wish it would stop, I start to sob loudly and I can do nothing but curl up in a ball in the corner of my shower.So many thought are running through my mind, i was going to stay a virgin until marriage i am only 22 with no boyfriend no man is going to want me now. When will this nightmare go away? I know my questions can't be answered so i try to feel nothing. I don't know when my brother came in I just remember the water getting icy cold but I can't feel anything.
"Gabby? Gabs... are you okay?" Bobby asks.
I look up at him but I know that all he is seeing is my blank stare, I look into his gorgeous deep blue eyes and just cry louder, me and my brother are only a year apart,will he look at me differently now after what happened? . He reaches into the shower trying to get and me and I back up farther into the shower, I don't want to be touched. I hear the sharp intake of his breath as he feels the water he quickly turns it off.
"Gabby, get the hell up. I don't know what happened to you tonight but I really wish that you would say something... Anything please just talk to me."
She was really starting to scare me. My proud, confident, beautiful baby sister never let anyone see even the slightest sign of weakness. I remember last year when she fell out of our two story window, when I found her out in the back yard she was trying to get up all by herself even though she had a broken leg. When I asked her why she didn't call for help her reply was, I don't need any of your god damn help. When she was taken to the hospital and they were adjusting her leg for x-rays she never cried, not even one little tear. I know she was trying to keep her tough demeanor up but I wasn't fooled. Later that night I heard her crying, I walked into her room and held her as she sobbed softly into my chest. She would never say that really happened but we had always been close and I would always protect her after all she was my baby sister.
