He just stopped talking. River knew that everyone was going to take Ms. King's word over his. She was a grown woman and he was just a horny adolescent who probably got a bad grade in her class. That he was probably making up lies to get attention.
River couldn't risk losing it all, and infuriating Ms. King, because Lord knows what she could do. He still had so much and just couldn't watch all the hard work he put into them slip between his fingers because he couldn't keep his damn mouth shut.
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Good Boys
Short Story"Boys can't get raped." "Boys can't cry." Some people just don't know. [ 2017 ]
