the beginning of my new look(ana)

the summer.

To finish off what had happened. I don't want you guys to think I'm wanting it. It sucks. Trust me..

Have you ever thought someone you thought of as a friend.. Kinda betrayed you?

Betrayed. Betrayed.

That summer after getting high, we went to his room, in the basement. We were watching a scary film. Im not sure what film, but I was laying down on the couch, I wasn't really feeling anything.

Just the high. I never knew how to take a hit. But I can admit that I was just tired. He was on the other side of me. He started to kiss me.

Before I knew it, he was on top of me. And he was kinda like holding me down, and kissing my neck and my hands and arms. I know he was totally stoned.

But he was touching my chest.

"stop" I exclaimed quietly.

(his family was upstairs)

He stopped, for a little bit.

"I'm hungry" he stated.
"what do you want.. "
"nothing" I cried.

I was starving, I was still struggling with my self. I'm probably blowing it out of proportion, but still I don't think of him in the same way.

We had hung out all day, and I mean I probably would have been touched more if I didn't push him away. And I'm just saying I didn't feel well at all.

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This is probably going to be the end for this part