it's his fault, isn't it? It's his fault he's in a hormonal rage and has sexual frustration that he just had to take it out on me. This is unfair. He should be the one thinking about this everyday.He should be the one pacing in his bedroom, worrying if people would make fun of him. He should be the one in a paranoid state.
But he can't. Because he doesn't even know my fucking name.
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Stolen Pieces (Graphic Short Story)
Short Storynobody will believe you if you tell them you've been raped by the most loved guy in school.
