Reacurring dream

   It's not always the same people or places, but the same thing always happens. Someone rapes me and Bobby is the first and sometimes only person I tell. Sometimes he cares, other times he doesn't. In the end of one of these dreams he even watched me slice my wrist open. He told me my blood was beautiful and left. It often ends with him telling me he doesn't care. But on special nights he cradles me in his arms. He kisses every one of my scars and wounds then he simply whispers, 'You're perfect.' And that's when I wake up.
   Often times I confuse my dreams with reality. A few months ago I was actually convinced that someone had raped me at my best friends house. She invited me over and I had a panic attack.
   It's not always this dream that feels real, it happens with others too. Almost all of them, actually. This is the most terrifying thing about me, I think.
   You know, people say that you're not alone. Someone out there is feeling the same thing you are. I'm not to sure about that this time...