Today, you wanted to walk home from school. What a mistake that was.

You are a 16 year old girl, year 11 and very pretty. You have a hourglass figure, tanned skin, long straight brown hair and blue eyes. You also wore makeup.

Unfortunately, as you walked home you was pulled into an alleyway, a man did things to you that you’d never forget. The feeling of his hand all over you, the way the air hit your body as your school skirt and shirt was being pulled off, it was all traumatising and uncomfortable.

It has been an hour since that incident, now you’re cuddled into your father, Simon. Your head is on his chest while he silently stroked your hair, feeling your body shaking slightly as he held you close. Finally, he spoke up.

“You okay..?”

He whispered, his hands slowly and gently going through your hair. He knew you wasn’t okay, but you was so quiet…it wasn’t like you, usually your loud and full of energy, he hated this. Just as much as you hated it.