by Janiebugparks
I was a detective, key word was I left the force after I had a traumatic accident that left me in a hospital bed and a serial rapist behind bars. Now I spend every day looking over my shoulder with a taser in my purse to protect myself because every time I shut my eyes I hear his breathing, his laugh, and feel the knife he stabbed into my abdomen after he finished with me. My family treats me like I'm made of glass. Like I will break if they say the wrong thing. My ex-boyfriend left because he c…