Why is life so cruel to me? Part 3

Dave looked at us suspiciously and then gave a smirk as he sat down. I excused my self to use the rest room and he helped me locate it. When I came out, I grabbed my bag, told them to please drop me off as I wanted to hurry home before it gets dark. Dave came close to me and wrapped his hand around my shoulder telling me to chill that the fun has not even started. My heart started racing and I immediately took his hand off my shoulder and made for the door. Dave's friend stood up almost immediately and locked the door with a mischievous smile on his face. Dave went and sat down and told me that I had to calm down else things would escalate. He brought out a cigarette from his back pocket and started smoking. I was alarmed! I became nervous and scared. Dave's friend held me and led me back to sit on the couch. I sat on the couch with so much anger boiling inside me and trying all my best to fight the irritating smell of cigarettes. "You should have left me to sell my pure water under the scorching sun than bring me here to humiliate me this way. What do you think you are?" I shouted as tears welled up in my eyes. I was cursing him and regretting ever coming here. Admist all these, he was seriously engrossed in what he was doing and didn't even look at me. I wasn't much of an "agbero girl" but I grew up knowing some survival skills I just lack courage to execute them. When Dave was done, he said "let's get the fun started". He came towards me and pulled me up from where I was seated and hugged me. Told me he didn't mean to hurt me but just wants us to chill and have fun. He wiped my tears and pecked me. He removed my bag and held me to go into the room with him. I insisted I wasn't going to do that meanwhile I've said I want to go home. His mood changed immediately and he dragged me forcefully with his friend following behind. Dragged me into his room and made me seat on the bed. You won't believe if I told you. Mr Dave I respected so much was treating me this way. I kept sobbing and the tears wouldn't stop rolling down my cheeks. HE RAPED ME!!! He didn't just do it alone, his friend came in after he was done and had his way. I came out hurt and unable to walk properly. They dropped me off at the hospital and paid the bills and left me to my fate. I was told I fainted. When I woke up to my mum besides me weeping, my heart was shattered. Is this how it turned out? Why is life so cruel to me?What did I do to deserve all this? My hatred for men grew as each day went by.

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