They ravaged my body, not giving a shit whether I couldn’t walk once they were done, because why would they? They’d get to leave the second they were done with me, and I’d be left to pick up the pieces by myself, just like I always was. So I just let them do it, coming all over them, part of me hoping they’d be done soon, and the other part, the fucked up one, hoping they’d take their sweet time with my holes.
