Take A Slice

Excuses

TW, mention of rape

"There wasn't many issues here, Knight! You just made it up! I'm not mad, but I think you should go apologize."

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What happened, my head hurts like hell. I got up, groggily and tired. Oh, I'm in my room. Why am I naked? Maybe I got too drunk then got hot? I dunno. I flopped back on the bed which probably not the best idea, now I don't wanna get up at all. Do I need to get up? I don't want to. I have things to do today, like meet up with Madeleine and his new boyfriend, who was it again... It started with an E I think... I forgot. I'll just ask Madeleine again, he won't mind. When did I have to meet them again? I think around lunch so 2:30? I'll check my calendar. I stretched my arms a bit, listening to the busy noises of the outside, all the talking, footsteps, and just general background noise. I looked at my nightstand clock. 12:34. Crap. There was also a paper, I assume it's a note, a bottle of water, a painkiller bottle, and some clothes. I sat up and grabbed the page.

Hi Buttercream. If you're reading this, you kinda got to much to drink and so take the medicine (ONLY ONE PILL) and drink the water. You seemed tired so I let you sleep. Almost try to cover up the "marks" with the sweater. Plus it's cold so I chose some nice clothes for you. You can thank me later!
-Madeleine

"Are you kidding me?" I mumbled. Madeleine went into my room again! I already told him not respect my boundaries and to stop doing crap like this. And he also talks to me like a kid. AGAIN. Of course I know how to take a painkiller, I'm not six, unlike what he think apparently. And I can choose my own clothes.

Madeleine needed a reality check, desperately.

Wait, MARKS? I got up and looked myself in the mirror. Hickeys, bites, scratches, and purple and blue bruises everywhere. My neck is practically covered in them. There was bruises on my wrists, MY WRIST! How is that even possible? Who even did this? Great, just wonderful! I lost my virginity and my first kiss to someone random person in a stupid party. And my sheets are dirty and I need to clean them. And myself. Especially myself. Good thing my room has a bathroom in it.

I walked to the bathroom and started the shower. Should I wash my hair? Maybe, but I might not have enough time, I'll run late. I guess I'll just style it instead. Maybe a braid- FUCK THATS HOT. Nonono I don't like this temperature of shower, too hot, way too hot.

Stupid showers and their hard to control water temperature. What was I on about? I forgot. I've been forgetting a lot of stuff recently. Maybe that's what happened with last night. NONONOnonono I am not going to think about last night or what happened or anything to do with that. Imma think about... cats! Dogs! Pets, like Dragon Tail, wait did I leave him with the pet-sitter yesterday. Hopefully, maybe, but I can't remember. Why am I forgetting EVERYTHING? Just like last night, but I don't want to think about it and I need to get of the shower and do something else.

I stepped out of the shower, grabbed my towel, and looked into the mirror. How was I going to cover the.. things. Yeah the things. Oh right the sweater Madeleine put on my nightstand. But do I really want to put it on. But then that would be indirectly tell people that my boundaries are movable or nonexistent. But on the other hand, I don't really have a choice. Fine, I'll just wear the sweater and tell off Madeleine later. That way I'll have cake and eat it too.

I changed my clothes and I'll have to admit maybe Madeleine has some taste in clothes. Still doesn't excuse his actions- ok maybe a bit, but I like my space so I'm gonna say to respect my boundaries or he can't be my friend no more. Ok maybe not that extreme, I mean he's like my brother. Plus I don't have that many close friends so I should be more considerate. Whatever I don't care that much, it's not like this would kill me. I don't even NEED to bring it up, I'm just making problems out of nowhere. Hell, I never even told him that he should do that so why should I do so out of nowhere. I always do, it's a bad habit that I need to breakout of.