Girl Seduced (The Girl Interrupted Trilogy Book #1) by Danika Steel Page A
Authors: Danika Steel
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arm had been broken in two places and would require surgery at a later date, but had been set for the time being. I asked if I could have anything for pain which he quickly ordered.
I started crying again. “I’m in terrible pain. I know I’ve already told you that, but my body is hurting all over. The police say there’s nothing they can do because I was a willing participant. Is that what you think? Because of that drug, which clearly took my thoughts and turned me into someone I don’t even know, does that make me a willing participant? Isn’t there some medical reasoning that would explain how something like this could remove your reasonability? That I did this?”
He shook his head. “At this point, I can give you something to help your pain and it will help you sleep a little more soundly. As far as what happened…they will hopefully get to the bottom of it. We have already taken several blood tests and we’ll continue to follow up with blood tests every six months for a year or two and make sure that you didn’t catch any type of diseases and as far as pregnancy, we have you a medication called the “night after pill”. That’s why you were bleeding a little this morning, like a heavy period. I’m so sorry that this is how the beginning of your college experience turned out.” He was being so kind I wanted to hug him, but at this point, I was weird about touching anyone at all. Especially anyone I don’t know.
I looked at him square. “You do believe me don’t you? I am a victim here. I didn’t do anything wrong here. I was taken advantage of last night by seven criminals that need to be put behind bars.”
He looked down at the bed. “Jasmine, college is a hard time. It’s hard to stay with the academics, much less make friends and maintain a social life. There are always animals ready to take advantage of young, naïve women like yourself, and unfortunately, there isn’t a lot that the law is able to do. No one coerced you to drink the latte or go into that room. It was a sexual encounter that got out of hand. For right now, the best thing we can do is make sure you are safe, free from disease and able to move forward. Quite frankly, when you are discharged, I would like to see you referred to a therapist for post-traumatic disorder from this incident. Some people have a really hard time moving forward after such a traumatic incident. Would you be willing to talk with someone?”
I continued to cry uncontrollably.
“You seem like a nice girl. Just rest for now and try to get better and we’ll sort out the rest a little at a time, OK?”
Chapter Nine
The next few days were a blur. I stayed in the hospital, going from one room to another, having X-rays, blood tests and all kinds of tests including internal exams and X-rays, only to find out that my female organs – specifically my uterus – had been badly damaged. Once I was stable, I was being referred to a therapist and to an obstetrical specialist to try and help my body to heal. At this rate, the doctor didn’t know if I would ever be able to have children at all.
People continued to visit, many of whom I had never met, probably to meet “the girl who had the orgy with seven guys at once”. I had become “that girl” overnight, at no my fault of my own, except that I cared about Sabrina and waited to find her. And what had happened to her?
I started having nightmares at night and all I could see were grotesque images of male body parts, in my face, my body on the floor, upside down, sideways, several people invading me at once, and the nightmares became more and more vivid until
I started crying again. “I’m in terrible pain. I know I’ve already told you that, but my body is hurting all over. The police say there’s nothing they can do because I was a willing participant. Is that what you think? Because of that drug, which clearly took my thoughts and turned me into someone I don’t even know, does that make me a willing participant? Isn’t there some medical reasoning that would explain how something like this could remove your reasonability? That I did this?”
He shook his head. “At this point, I can give you something to help your pain and it will help you sleep a little more soundly. As far as what happened…they will hopefully get to the bottom of it. We have already taken several blood tests and we’ll continue to follow up with blood tests every six months for a year or two and make sure that you didn’t catch any type of diseases and as far as pregnancy, we have you a medication called the “night after pill”. That’s why you were bleeding a little this morning, like a heavy period. I’m so sorry that this is how the beginning of your college experience turned out.” He was being so kind I wanted to hug him, but at this point, I was weird about touching anyone at all. Especially anyone I don’t know.
I looked at him square. “You do believe me don’t you? I am a victim here. I didn’t do anything wrong here. I was taken advantage of last night by seven criminals that need to be put behind bars.”
He looked down at the bed. “Jasmine, college is a hard time. It’s hard to stay with the academics, much less make friends and maintain a social life. There are always animals ready to take advantage of young, naïve women like yourself, and unfortunately, there isn’t a lot that the law is able to do. No one coerced you to drink the latte or go into that room. It was a sexual encounter that got out of hand. For right now, the best thing we can do is make sure you are safe, free from disease and able to move forward. Quite frankly, when you are discharged, I would like to see you referred to a therapist for post-traumatic disorder from this incident. Some people have a really hard time moving forward after such a traumatic incident. Would you be willing to talk with someone?”
I continued to cry uncontrollably.
“You seem like a nice girl. Just rest for now and try to get better and we’ll sort out the rest a little at a time, OK?”
Chapter Nine
The next few days were a blur. I stayed in the hospital, going from one room to another, having X-rays, blood tests and all kinds of tests including internal exams and X-rays, only to find out that my female organs – specifically my uterus – had been badly damaged. Once I was stable, I was being referred to a therapist and to an obstetrical specialist to try and help my body to heal. At this rate, the doctor didn’t know if I would ever be able to have children at all.
People continued to visit, many of whom I had never met, probably to meet “the girl who had the orgy with seven guys at once”. I had become “that girl” overnight, at no my fault of my own, except that I cared about Sabrina and waited to find her. And what had happened to her?
I started having nightmares at night and all I could see were grotesque images of male body parts, in my face, my body on the floor, upside down, sideways, several people invading me at once, and the nightmares became more and more vivid until
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