A tale that has to be told, somehow [18+]

Posted on 23 Mar 2015 @ 11:44am by

908 words; about a 5 minute read

"Where to start..."

The voice recording the log sounded hesitant, maybe a little confused.

"THe past weeks have been...I suppose I could say in part the best of my life, but also part of the worst. I don't know where to start to say this. Oh, I know these logs are private, and I suppose I might as well talk to a computer about it..."

A silence of several seconds followed, though a sort of fidgeting could be heard in the background.

"My roommate is Orion, the admiral's sister to be exact. And living with an Orion is...somewhat of a challenge, though she takes pheromone suppressants. We experimented a little of course, because she'd asked me as her date to her sister's wedding. On Rigel... and I said yes. Wouldn't be much of a gentleman if I turned a lady's request down, that's not how my dad raised me."

Another pause, though the boy's voice had held a hint of pride at his last statement.

"The travel to Rigel was pleasant, and when we got there, Rigel was very, very hot. Thanks to Doctor Warraquim I managed not to get too burnt up while we stayed there. The first days were fun, exploring the city and spending time with Nesh and here's where it became even more pleasant for me because well..."

His voice took a note of embarassment. "I think...I like her...like a lot... and I did like spending time with her. But at the party before the wedding, we were approached by this big enormous Orion man. It didn't feel right from the start when he invited me to come over and join him and his friends. I had to say no twice and even then he didn't seem to get it. Chief Quinn and Counsellor West had to intervene, for which I'm still grateful."

A deep sigh followed. "The wedding itself, it was just marvelous. Both brides were absolutely gorgeous and I couldn't help but stare, and Nesh...she was almost like a royal princess herself." A deep breath. "After the wedding party, or more like...during it, I needed some fresh air. It was still hot even though the sun had set, and I just walked down to the beach. In retrospect, I should've told someone I was going outside, but I hadn't..."

The boy's voice faltered. "The Orion approached me again as I walked down the beach, and once again asked me to come with him..." A tremor laced his voice now as he had difficulty reconstructing his memory and tell the tale. "He pulled a weapon on me and just....took me. I didn't really have a choice as I was put in a cage. I lost track of time, trying not to listen to the screams and the howls that were in that dark area. I don't know where I was."

Another pause. "Another Orion came and claimed me. I don't remember if we even moved locations but..." He faltered, his voice trembling, his tears audible in his voice. "He did things to me....he branded me as his property and he raped me. He..he... used things, and he whipped me, all over and... and... he had this stick, like a cattle prod. It hurt so much and all I could do was beg him to stop. I know I passed out, at least several times but at some point, I know I saw an angel. I thought I was going to die, but it was the doctor..."

He sighed deeply again, as if to gather himself back together. "I spent several days in a hospital, and I don't think I had any more fun in my leave. All I wanted, was to go home."

A calmer voice continued after another long silence. "Back on the Galileo, I just kept to myself, and my studies but there was this one man...a Betazoid...and somehow, he made me feel safe. I don't want anyone to touch me, it just...feels wrong. But this man, it just felt right. I tried to say no, to take it slow but he didn't. He was so kind to me and he made me feel good, and safe. I wouldn't mind seeing him again sometime, to thank him for what he did. I'm trying to find my way again now, delving into my studies, and I'm trying to socialize but it isn't easy. I know some know what happened, even though I haven't really told anyone. I haven't even spoken with a counsellor yet..."

A small pause. "I will after these wargames. I know I have to, but these games are important, and I know I'll be fine. I get to pilot the Galileo, me, of all pilots available. I feel...happy...at this opportunity and I can't let anything get in the way of that. I'll manage, for another five days, and then I'll go see Counsellor West. He's on another ship now so I can't see him now anyway. I just hope...nothing goes wrong until then. I'm happy, but I'm scared too... I have nightmares, but one of the botanists, I think he's part Romulan but he wouldn't say...anyway he gave me this plant, and the leaves are helping me sleep."

Rummaging sounds followed in the background, as if Wintrow was stacking some PADD's. "I should go now, I have work to do. Computer, end log."

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