Chapter 4: the conference

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"What are you doing here so early?" Held my head down in shame, trying not to look him in the eyes. He made all of this even more complicated.

"Ummm... I just wanted to. What you saw was.never mind. I got to go. Bye." As i was walking out the door, he grabbed me by the arm and looked me in the eye. He had a loving look in his eye. He said to me.

"Dont let the door hit you on your pregnant way out." He pushed me into the wall, and bruised my arm. I exited his dorm room. I asked to speak

To timmy out into the hall. I asked him if he knew i was raped. He said that he didnt know, even though i thought he knew.

"He likes you. Thats why hes so mad about the fact that youre pregnant"

"Thats the thing, im not pregnant! So why is he trippin?"

"Cause hes just tyrone."

I left and went to sleep for the next 3 hours until conference started.

Conference was when we all sat around the table with the school psychologist and we all had to tell something that happened to us that we needed help with, or with what had happened. We would each have conference every morning for a week, then we all would rotate. This week, Blake was in my group. Coincidence? I dont think so.

Before it was time to begin, he pulled me aside. He started talki g to me.

"I already know what im going to say. But i think i should tell you first. So e of this i might not say though. When i was you know, sexually assultng people, i was drunk and high. There was only one girl whose name and number i could remember. I called her. I got her pregnant"

Of course i didn't care. Not at the moment, at least.

When the psychologist finally came, Blake volunteered to go first. This was a shock to everyone in the room. Blake always wanted to be the one to go last, at least with stuff like this. He told his story. Everyone at the table was surprise, i was still on a little shock myself, but not as much as the others at the table. When it got to my turn, i announced what i was going to be doing for the school talent show. This was mandatory. It determined your strengths and weaknesses and how you would be place in your classes. I knew i was going to get into music and drama class as a strength. I also knew that i was going to be getting into dancing and art as a weakness. We got to pick two of our own classes as electives. I was taking latin and psychology. It was also mandatory that we took two core classes for half the semester. The other half we had to take the other core standards, such as, math, english, social studies, and science. This was always a conversation started.

Nothing interesting happened during the conference. It was all boring afterwards. But then we got to the cafeteria. We can sot pretty much anywhere we wanted. We sat with our friends and we talked and everything. I sat alone. I was too embarrassed, and very ashamed. Not cause some people knew about the rape, just because, i feel different. I don't want to be here right now. I just feel like a burden. I feel like... An out cast.no matter how much i tried to sit alone, i always had friends around me. They were like papperazis. Not that it was bad or anything, its just that. Im not in the mood today. I feel shook up. Every time i talk to blake, for some weird, unknown reason, i respect him a little more. Every time i talk to him, i smile. He was one of those pretty boys, so i figured it was just flirtations infatuation. No matter how hard it is. I have to pull away.

I finally got away from my friends. I was threw with my food. I went out into the garden shed that everyone said was haunted, but. Have been in there several times to know that its not. It all started with a dare, but that's not the point.

Trey and i had been friends since we were in first grade. He came in and ask me what was going on. I liked him as a brother. He was just so considerate. I could cry in front of him, and he wouldn't tell a soul, which i ended up doing. I had told him what had happened and that i liked tyrone and that everything these days was just so complicated and that i didn't need this.

After he had deescalated me, we walked out and headed to math class. Im so thankful he wasn't judgmental

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