Him. He's the reason why I'm afraid...I gave him so much and we were happy until the one night I refused to give him something and he hurt me. I know not all guys are like him, but he made a huge impact on my life. Nobody knows about any of this. Not even my parents...everyone reading this will be the first to know. Me and him had something. What it was? I don't know...it could have been love...if he hadn't yelled at me and forced me to have sex with him. In the beginning of my relationship with him we were both just confused people. We talked for a couple of weeks and told each other our problems and we tried to help each other. Eventually he asked me out, and I was the happiest girl on this planet. But fast forward 6 months and he got drunk, and I went over, even though I knew he wasn't very nice when he was drunk. And we made out for a little and then he got mad for no reason. Started hitting me, and I told him to stop and he yelled, "NOT UNTIL YOU HAVE SEX WITH ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Me and him had already talked and I told him I wouldn't have sex until after marriage, he agreed and was fine with it. I guess something changed him and I was so scared that I went for my phone but...he got there first and broke it in 2. I started crying and he pulled my hair and forced me on the bed and ripped my clothes off of my body...and you can probably tell what happened after that...

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