Why Me?

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TRIGGER WARNING FOR RAPE.
Ok this one might be fucked up. Joshler? Not really, I'm trying something new. Sorry for not updating in a while I had writers block and I still do :/
Anyways hope you guys enjoy as always<3 TYS POV

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I was walking home from my friend Brendon's house. I decided to leave when he got weed out. I don't do that. But he will always be my best friend.
I walked down the side of the street because there were no sidewalks in this neighborhood. Weird.
The walk back to my house aka hell hole is only about 20 minutes, it may seem like a lot but it really isn't.
When I was about half way back home I noticed someone sitting on a bench all alone. Oh well, I'm lonely too.
I walked past the man with out even looking at him, but I could feel his eyes on me.
I began walking faster, looking out of the corner of my eye to be greeted with a strong boy with red hair. He was wearing a rather expensive jacket because it was the middle of winter.
Suddenly I'm being pushed against a small tree.
I try to get away but his hand is pushing my wrists up above my head, revealing a tattoo on his arm.
"HELP! SOME-"
My screams were muffled by his other hand covering my mouth.
"Don't make a fucking sound or I will make this ten times harder for you."
I nod with tears running down my face.
I didn't know what was colder. The thoughts of what this red haired man is going to do to me or the frozen tears running down my cheeks.
He pushes his lips against mine ruffly making me bite my lip, causing it to bleed.
"Why are you dosing this!"
"You seemed like an easy target."
"Please, please! We can do something else! Have my money! My phone! Anything but this!"
I begged crying even harder.
"I'm sorry baby doll but no deal. It's hard to resist a beautiful body like yours."
He says in a raspy tone. I shudder from his awful touch. He snakes his hands down to my crotch.
I quickly struggle to stop him but his grip only gets tighter as he grins.
This man starts palming me. I let out a moan. I shouldn't. But it feels good. Even though it is so so bad.
"Did I just here a moan? You slut. You like being touched by random guys?"
I scream again. He covers my mouth then I bite his hand.
"You are no 'guy' you are a monster! I demented monster!"
"Whatever you say baby."
"Do not call me that!"
He connects are lips. I didn't kiss back until he squeezes my crotch, making me whimper in pain.
He leaves hickeys down my neck.
The monster unzips my pants. I can feel my breathing getting uneven.
Fast.
Slow.
Fast.
Slow.
Not now. Not here.
I'm having a panic attack.
"Why are you breathing like that? What are you some freak?!"
He kicks my shin making me fall to the ground. I can barely see.
My eyes are squinted.
Only a blur of what looks like,
Brendon?
I try calling out for help.
He needed to help me.
Brendon punches the monster.
Blood.
Brendon kicks him in the gut.
"GET OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKING SCUMBAG!"
Brendon yells.
The man runs.
I close my eyes.
As the day melts away.
Rape. I have been raped. I have been raped by a strong man that I had no chance of fighting away from. A man with red hair. A man who has left a helpless boy laying on the ground and scarred.
Why me?

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I wasn't in the mood to write fluff so this happened. It's not really joshler but eh. It's kinda fucked up but I like it. I DONT LIKE RAPE I JUST LIKE THE STORY LINE. Anyways
Hope you had a nice Tuesday
Stay alive|-/

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