The Reporter

Chapter 21: Trapped

In this chapter Chris is sexually, physically, and verbally abused. If you have ever been or are being abused by a somebody PLEASE tell somebody. Whether it is your parents, best friend, teacher, whoever you feel comfortable with, even me. I will always be here for you to talk to if you need to tell somebody (just private message me). Here is the number to call if you have been sexually abused by anybody (friend, family, same gender, different gender, stranger, ANYBODY, it can be any kind of unwanted touching not just rape): 800-656-HOPE (4673). And here is a number to call if you are being any kind of abused (sexual, physical, verbal, emotional, etc.) by a dating partner: 1−800−799−SAFE (7233). Remember you are amazing and don't deserve to be treated that way or have to keep it to your self.

Now that that's over let's get to the story...

I was stuck against the wall. Kenny had me trapped. He was kissing me. And I don't ever think I've hated a kiss this much before.

My mind was racing of ways to get away while he was vigorously attacking my lips. There was nothing. The only thing I could do was not kiss back. It was a tiny rebellion but with great effect judging by the frustrated groans leaving Kenny's mouth.

He yanked my hair causing me to wince in pain, but I wasn't going to give up. My lips continued to stay still and my mouth remained closed.

"Kiss back, bitch," said Kenny. He then pulled back and slapped me hard against the face. So hard I saw a bit of black in my vision. I put my hands on my face. The side he slapped was much warmer then the other side so that meant I must have had a red handprint painted onto my porcelain colored face.

My jaw opened in shock and looked at him, speaking with my eyes as if to say how could you?

For a second I saw a flash of guilt in his eyes that was quickly replaced by a sick look of lust. He took advantage of my mouth being open by sticking his tounge inside and groping the inside of my mouth with it.

Tears slipped down my cheeks as Kenny groped my body. Squeezing my bum and my breasts. I was trapped. I couldn't get away. What else would he do to me? I screamed against his mouth.

"Shut up," he said. Slapping the same cheek he had just slapped again making me bend over in pain gripping my face.

Just as he was about to go in for more a voice called out from the end of the alley.

"Let her go!"

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