(dedicated to @clarativity, thanks for the votes and the comments!)
W:.
The words never stopped.
They made my skin crawl. Their vulgar suggestions making me want to scratch out my skin and get rid of every part of me that made them think I was a slut. Get rid of every flaw, I wanted to step out of my body.
I wanted to leave my body in the dump and run away, somewhere far, far away from here. Somewhere where their words wouldn't be able to reach me.
But I couldn't do that.
"How does ten pounds an hour sound? I would go higher but you are a cheap slut after all." A disgusting wink thrown towards my way, the words were obvious weapons unleashed to wound me.
"Dude, go for five or even two quid. A filthy slag like 'er don't even cost that much. She'd take anything you give her man."
I tried to ignore them, but I could feel the words piercing through my heart. Stab after stab, the pain never got any better.
Clenching my eyes tight, I turned away, I didn't deserve any of this. I wasn't a slut. I wasn't a whore. I wasn't a skank. I was none of them.
I didn't deserve any of this.
Did I?
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