Someone Like You

6

Warnings:
-Verbally forcing into sexual activity
-Mentions (child) abuse/self harm
-Implied (not written) rape
-Sexual assault

Clay's POV

My girlfriend took me to her room without offering me a drink or something to eat. I was pretty thirsty because I didn't drink at school for a while since I just forgot to. She didn't care and grabbed my hand to pull me up to her room.

I went with her and slowly walked up the stairs behind her. She turned around and grinned, opening the door to her room, immediately pointing to her bed. I stood still for a little while and she smiled as she laid down on her bed, grabbing my hand to let me lay with her.

I didn't say anything as I stared at the ceiling while she clung onto me. It was very quiet in the room and I started thinking about my father again. He hurt me so often, I was pretty sure he hit me at least once every day for the past two months...

I wished he would let me have just a small break from the pain and the insults. I wished I would have been able to show him one drawing without him ripping it and making fun of me.

'Clay?' my girlfriend suddenly whispered which scared me so badly that my body froze for a second. She frowned and then continued. 'The last time we did it was Friday and it's already Monday.'

I looked at my hands and tried to hide the tears that were filling my eyes. She either didn't notice or acted like she didn't notice them since she looked at me, but didn't comment on my watery eyes. Instead of saying anything, I saw her roll her eyes and then grab my arm which made me wince because she squeezed a cut.

'Come on, Clay. We can do it today, right? You don't think I invited you just to hang out, did you?' she grinned with a mean tone in her voice which made me feel sad and uncomfortable.

'Hayley, I don't want to do it again,' I whispered. 'I told you last week that I didn't want to do it more than once and you kept pushing me.'

'Dude, why are you with me if you don't want to have sex with me?' she hissed as she rolled away with a mad face.

'I wasn't ready for it,' I mumbled with a tear rolling down my cheek. 'I always preferred to be a virgin until I married and I've-.'

'You're just a pussy, Clay. Listen, you're the popular guy and this is part of that. Just have sex with me sometimes, it's normal. If you want to act so cool and popular, please act like that in our relationship too, idiot!' she yelled out.

'I don't want it,' I repeated with a soft and insecure voice. 'We did it Friday and I didn't want that either. I honestly never wanted this and you've known that from the beginning. I just would have liked you to accept my wishes too.'

'Alright, so you're gay?'

'Excuse me? Why? Just because I don't want sex with you? Boys can also not want to have sex, it's not that I just need to do it because of my popularity,' I sniffed softly, looking away. 'Can you please just respect my wishes? I don't want to have sex, okay? I never wanted to and you keep pushing me.'

'You said yes last Monday,' she scoffed, sighing loudly after that to show her annoyance.

'Because you would keep pushing me otherwise...'

'I'm literally just telling all your friends that you don't want to do it with me and I'll tell them that you're an attention whore who cuts himself.'

'No! Please don't tell them, I really don't want them to know!' I yelled as I sat up. 'You can't do that!'

'Then just do it with me! Do you actually think I love you? I've been with you for my sexual pleasure, not for love. I got way more popular since I'm with you too and I have the hottest guy to do it with.'

'I thought you loved me,' I whispered, feeling heartbroken. 'I think it's better if I go.'

'No, dumbass. I'll just tell your friends everything if you go now.'

'Don't! Please, don't do that. I beg you,' I whispered with a voice crack. Another tear rolled down as I sniffed to hide it.

'You know what you need to do for that then,' she scoffed as she rolled on top of me, trying to kiss me.

I tried to push her away, but then realised she would tell my friends that I wasn't the way I told them I was. I kissed back and let her touch my chest as my eyes filled with tears again.

As soon as I closed my eyes, tears rolled down my cheeks and my girlfriend pulled off my hoodie without asking me. I struggled against it, but she took it easily and threw it on the floor as she looked at my arms.

'Did you cut today?' she asked with an annoyed voice. Everything I did seemed to annoy anyone around me. I felt worthless, it felt like no one gave a shit about me.

I shrugged as an answer as she went down to my sweats. I didn't fight anymore as she pulled them down, starting to undress herself too. I didn't even feel interested to look at her and I looked down at my chest, seeing the bruises that she was ignoring on purpose. Did she actually not care that someone hurt me?

She rolled to her back and pulled me closer, letting me rest my body on top of hers. I gave up fighting completely at this point, this happened a lot of times now... it wasn't new to me anymore, however, I still hated it more than anything.

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I slowly dressed myself up as she laid next to me while panting softly. She didn't dress up which made me pretty uncomfortable, but I ignored it so she wouldn't get mad at me and still tell my friends anything after also pushing me into doing this.

I just wondered why I didn't really enjoy this. I knew I was supposed to like it and be like all teenage boys who were interested in this stuff, but I just didn't like it at all. I wished I did and would not just be a pussy.

I laid back down on her bed once I dressed up and she clung onto me as I closed my eyes to keep myself from crying. I could better just go to sleep and leave very soon the next morning.

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Summary:
Clay's girlfriend forces him into things he doesn't want to do and threatens him to tell his friends he cuts for attention and that he's not how he acts at school