TW: Sexual Assault
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He's over me
Reaching for me
My protests are blocked against the barricade of his hands
Those hands
They were just lovingly cradling a red cup spilling with beer
They were just lovingly cradling my head
A monster had just taken him
Not the ones in horror movies
The ones with slimy skin and tentacles that reached for you
No
He was a monster that looked like a human
The kind that had a perfect smile and perfect grades
His eyes
Blue
Blue like a sky on a sunny day
Your insides would turn to mush with the BULLSHIT that he spouted
Your cheeks would be painted with red
Butterflies would dance around your head and stomach
The crooked smile he grinned
So innocent
But he knew what he was doing
This was the start of his plan
He would make you fall for him
Then fuck you and leave you
Didn't matter whether you wanted to or not
He would always take his latest victim upstairs
And they would come down
Tear-stained
Mascara running down her cheeks
Using some fucked up excuse
That everyone somehow believed
I knew it was fake
I knew it
But I did nothing
I sat there and did NOTHING
And now
Now I'm regretting it with every fiber of my being
My body writhed
Twisting the sheets
Begging
Asking
Pleading
He wouldn't stop
A wave crashed over my mind
Filling me with panic
I started screaming against his hands
HELP
Stop!
please.
The waves were crashing in my mi
