Chapter 6
Our next date was the subsequent night. This time he wanted to make it official by picking me up rather than having us meet at our destination. He also didn’t tell me where we were going. He wanted it to be a surprise.
He picked me up at 8 p.m. It was raining hard so I couldn’t really tell where we were going. The glare of streetlights blended into the slick asphalt. We stopped in a patch of woods I was not familiar with.
He said he didn’t want to go out somewhere, that he just wanted to sit here with me and talk. I asked why we couldn’t talk at a movie theater or a restaurant. He laughed, but didn’t answer.
Instead, he slithered towards me and firmly pressed his mouth against mine. He kissed me so aggressively I was taken aback. The first time we kissed it was as if I was kissing someone else entirely. He was gentle, his lips soft, his hands cradling my head. Now, his hands were sliding down my body- along my sides down to my hips and then he touched my chest and worked his way down.
I didn’t like these kisses as much but I didn’t stop him.
Quickly, his hands moved downward. I didn’t even notice his pants were unzipped. Maybe they were unzipped since he picked me because I didn’t think his hands ever left my body. I fought him as he finally let go of me and gripped something between our laps.
Next thing I knew something was invading me. Something unwelcomed that tried to force its way into me. Breaking and entering into my innocence.
I tried to push him off amid the thrusts. But it only drove him in further. I couldn’t scream. It was as if I lost my voice once again. I just dug my nails into his back trying to cushion the pain. He whispered into my ear that he was glad I liked it rough, and I held on until it was over.
Once he was off of me, I whimpered into my palms. So quietly that he didn’t even notice. When I got home, I mechanically went to my room disregarding my parents and fell apart.