Control

Frozen.

She was unable to move.

Focusing on her unsteady breathing was what made it over so much quicker, even though the air was so thick and still.

She couldn’t coordinate her speech with her tongue, and she was torn between her choice of words plus the moral ethics of the situation itself.

“It’s my fault,” she thought. “It’s your fault,” he said.

He was aggressive and harsh.

Abrasive.

His thoughts were clouded with anger and maintaining his pride was his only concern.

She had to be aware of who is in control at all times - even though she had done nothing wrong.

“I need to remind you of your place,” he said.

“I forgot my place again,” she thought.

“I could have just…”. “Maybe I did…”.

But she was unable to finish her thoughts.

Because every wrong touch and every breath she felt, altered what was, a rational mind.

Her heart ached with shame and regret. “I thought I could trust him,” she thought.

“Now you’ll never defy your loyalty to me,” he exclaimed.

A sob was gradually building up in her throat like a dormant volcano.

But suddenly she was extinct.

Everything that she ever was, had just suddenly disappeared.

All in one moment.

He took everything from her.

She laid still and reserved, her thoughts finally silent.