May 24, 2018 | All Authors, Heather Bartlett, Issue 6, Day in the Life of a Survivor
You lie still when he finishes. He doesn’t say anything at first. Just stills his hands and pulls back. He sits up. I’m sorry. I crossed a line. I shouldn’t have done that. I should’ve asked first. His words are flat, monotonous. You don’t think he means them. He...May 24, 2018 | All Authors, Heather Bartlett, Issue 6, Day in the Life of a Survivor
The Santa Barbara Rape Crisis Center is quiet. It is too quiet after the sobs and the sirens and most of all the loudest sound you’ve ever heard – your own heartbeat. The sound of pumping blood was racing, pounding, echoing in your own ears. Before it was beating...