Run to the streets
She says that you can come inside her home, however, you take your chance.
You run down the street. She doesn’t follow you, when you look behind you, you notice her expression... it's resignation and sadness.
Hours later, as you stop to catch your breath, your fingers touch something in your pocket. It’s an envelope full of money and a note. She writes that she expected you to run, that your hospital records are destroyed, and she hopes you find happiness in this second chance.
The words are recorded in your mind, you broke her heart, you manipulated her to escape, but you are free.
You use the money to move to another city, and you try to forget the traumatic experience at the hospital.
Some nights you wake up, with the same nightmare...
You are at the hospital, you are receiving a huge enema, and the doctor is fucking you with a dildo, suing a vibrator on your penis... you ask her to stop, but she says "Shut up whore"
And you wake up, your pants are stained with your cum.
Confused you read the letter again, and burn it with a strange feeling that you never understand. After this, you have a common life, but you never find a person that you can love.