Deep Regression

I Cant Do This...

"Kevin."
"Ah, so you do remember me."
"How could I not?"
"Mmm, well I was just looking around the house and noticed how your kind of...alone."
"Kevin, please, leave."
He takes a couple of steps towards me and I back all the way up against the countertop.
"Oh, baby, we're just getting started."
He charges me and I run, I run like hell to the closest room, the bathroom.
"No!"
"Come on, I just want a taste of ya, haven't fucked in a while."
"Kevin back the fuck off."
I reach the door and he clamps around both my arms.
"PETER!" I scream.
"Ya, scream for him for me." Kevin's hand runs down my thigh and right between my legs.
"Ah, right there is the spot I want." He hoarsely says onto my ear.
"Back off!"
His hand travel to my jeans hem and sneaks between my underwear and the blue fabric.
"PETER!" I scream louder.
Kevin shoves me into the bathroom as soon as he hears Peter's running footsteps.
I see Kevin's smirking face and a switch blade in his hand.
"Thanks for getting him out baby doll."
His voice rings through the room as he shuts the door and locks it from the other side.
HE MEANT FOR ME TO SCREAM FOR PETER! Goddammit! I fell right into his trap!
"NO! DONT YOU DARE HURT HIM!" I scream out.
I push with all my might against the door and nothing happens, but I can't give up.
"PETER NO! RUN!"
I use all of myself and push harder and harder until I can finally get a view of both Peter and Kevin.
"Hey, pretty boy."
"Kevin... leave, I won't call the cops if you do."
"You Fucking think I'm going to run after that line? Fuck you and I've already Fucked your girl."
"Kevin-" Peter begins.
Kevin lifts his hand that went between my legs and SMELLS it! EW! WHAT THE FUCK?!?
"Mm, smells just as I remember."
"Peter Run!" I yell out to him.
"Selena?" He turns his head to me at the doorway.
"Well, now it's time for your choice Peter."
"NO!" I scream out.
I bang my body against the door as many times as I can, no matter how painful. I have to get out of here to get to him!
The dresser in front of the door moves more and more.
"It's either Her, or your sisters life, Peter." Kevin's options are insane!
Worse part is that I know what Peter's pick is, his sister. I don't blame him of course, that's what I want it to be.
Peter's brown melting eyes turn to mine and I cry slightly, my eyes tear up.
"I'm so sorry Sel, I'm so sorry! I love you so much, but-" Peter's eyes go glassy.
"Owww, The poor couple break up, and Peter breaks her heart." Kevin mocks.
"I'm sorry too." I whisper as tears run.
My heart is breaking slightly, and I know that This is all wrong, all of it.
"Good choice Peter."
Kevin goes to the bathroom door and I quickly figure out a weapon... toothbrush? toothpaste?
I quickly rummage through the drawers and find a razor. I grab the toothpaste and the sharp new blade.
Okay, okay, no going back.
Kevin moves the dresser while pointing the knife at Peter.
"No movements!" Kevin warns.
The bathroom door opens and I'm ready to strike when suddenly Kevin is tackled to the ground.
"PETER!"
I hear a groan and a deep chuckle, Kevin's chuckle.
My feet run out of the bathroom and see Peter's body laying on the floor with the handle of a blade sticking out of his side. I see Kevin still laying beside him and I just...my anger...it took over.
I squirted toothpaste into Kevin's eyes and up his nose. My hand slashed the razor over and over again against his chest.
He groaned, he yelled, he hollered, but most importantly he was tortured.
Once I had enough cutting him, I began to beat his sorry ass.
Then Peter's hand reaches over and grazes my wrist.
"Selena, stop, please." He croaks hoarsely.
I get off Kevin and begin to try and figure this all out. My hand fumbles to find my phone and dial 911.
"This is 911; state your emergency."
"My boyfriend has been stabbed, and the man who did it is still."
"Okay, an ambulance is being sent your way, are they breathing?"
"Yes."
"Alright, They'll be there soon."
I hang up and stare down at Peter, his face getting paler and paler, and his body heaving slower and slower.
"Don't leave me." I whisper to him.
"I won't, I promise Selena, I'll fight for you." His hand goes up to my face and I immediately put it back down.
"No, save your energy."
"Selena, Your worth all the energy in my body, your worth dying for, your worth so much, and I love you."
"Don't die Peter! Don't you DARE die on my watch!"
"Selena, I want you to know that this isn't your fault. Things happen, and I don't want you to spend the rest of your life in pain."
"The rest of our life Peter...Peter?"
For some reason, I think he knew he wasn't going to make it. I think he wanted it this way for an odd reason. But it didn't matter because this was all my fault. No matter what he or anyone else said, this was all my fault.
The sirens bursting through the whole house as I gazed down into Peter's beautiful eyes.
Then he was taken from me, and I felt like something precious left me. He's going to be okay, but I'm not...
I caused all of this.
I hurt him, his family, and myself.
I can't do this.
My fault, all of it!