UC/Kate/Freak out/In bed

I woke up in my bed naked, I thought it was a strange dream but then I felt down at my pussy and it was definitely fucked, it still hurt too. I slowly sat up in bed, who fucked me? I thought, Was it a stranger or someone I know? Probably a stranger, I thought.

I stood up and went over to my closet and grabbed some clothes, a bright pink tank top and a skirt that was the same color as the tank top. I got dressed but forgot to put on panties, I didn't notice. I went out of my room and went into the kitchen and checked the clock above the stove, it was 7 AM the next day.

I had just lost almost an entire day. I went looking for people, dad was in the living room, he looked at me with a look of triumph as I walked by. I was confused but I didn't really care to find out why right now, I needed to find out who fucked me.

I went searching for mom, I found her in the garage, getting ready to leave for work. It was Sunday so I didn't have school, but she still worked on weekends. "Hi mom."

"Hi sweetie."

"Did something happen yesterday?"

She looked at me, "Yeah something happened, are you kidding me?"

I stared at her blankly, "What happened?" She did not seem to understand that I don't have perfect memory.

"Well, all I know is that your dad came home carrying you all beat up and said that he found you on the street."

So someone raped me and left me on the street and dad found me... Something still seemed off, why don't I remember who? "Oh... ok.." I went back into the house and found dad. "Hey dad."

"Hey what's up sweetie?" He was sitting on the couch and I was standing in front of him.

"Do you know what happened to me yesterday?"

"I found you on the street, beaten up and unconscious so I brought you home."

"Do you know who raped me?"

"Raped?"

"Y-yeah, I remember someone grabbing me, pulling me into an alley, and raping me." I looked around and thought for a minute, "I don't remember who though."

"Oh, that's horrible!" He pretended to be concerned and sympathetic. Behind him through the window, I saw mom driving away to go to work. He noticed what I was looking at and jumped into action.

He got up from the couch and put his arm on my shoulder, pretending to be sympathetic. Then, he tripped me and I hit my head on the floor and passed out.

TO BE CONTINUED (WIP)