Three years to the day

A Halloween party occurred
My loving boyfriend and I went together
Celebrating our six months
His friends were there and we were having fun

I never thought alcohol would be there
They were only sixteen, and I fourteen
The next thing I knew two boys had my arms
Dragged into a room and slammed onto a bed
I was beaten as I fought to keep my clothes on
The music was too loud for my screams to be heard

My boyfriend entered the room
I cried out to him with no avail
He just sat down and watch
Watched as I was taken by his two friends
Watched as my head was smashed into a wall
Watched I struggled to breathe under the hands on my neck

Then he got up
Hovered over me and then gave me a kiss
Then took of his pants and had his phone
That's all I remember from that night
The next two months went by like a hazed dream

Until the day my period didn't come
Two months after that I miscarried my baby

(Today has been really hard and this is really more of a vent poem, so it probably isn't very good but I needed to get this out.)