Challenge :A.C.M:

70.

Honestly, can I just talk about how much I love the show Sweet-Vicious and what it stands for? Like rape is a huge issue around the world. Every 90 to 120 seconds a woman is raped, only 40% are reported to the police and of that 40%, 98% get away with it. That's sick, and honestly extremely disgusting. I'm not one to get deep and shit, but the show just puts me in my feelings of how cruel this world is to force someone into something they don't want to do, even when they tell you no. It's just disgusting and pathetic. 

And men who are high figures in a school, or social status who rape women, are more likely to get away with it because it looks bad for their reputation so women are told to downplay it, saying that they were asking for it. 

One of the biggest excuses men have for raping a woman is "she was asking for it by the way she was dressing and the way she was acting" 

In what way is a girl wearing a skirt and a crop top telling a man "I want you to rape me" ? It fucking doesn't. A girl should be able to wear and act however she wants without the threat of being raped and said she was asking for it.

Men just need to own up to their dirt and get over themselves.

I highly reccoment you watch Sweet-Vicious which comes on MTV (The season is ending though) as well as a short film called Too Legit (it's supppperrrrr bomb) directed by Frankie Shaw.

Anyways, thats enough of my rant, enjoy :)

:austin: 

"Griff, do you want something to eat?" I ask, and she shakes her head, continuing to stare at the ceiling. Even from across the room, I can see her overthinking things. What? I have no idea. She's been like this for a few days "Baby, what's wrong?" I ask, kneeling beside the bed, placing my hand on her cheek, to turn her face to look at me. 

"Nothing, I'm okay" She shrugs.

"You've been weird ever since we went to the doctors" I swipe my thumb back and forth along her cheekbone "Please talk to me" I beg. 

"I'm really okay" She nods.

"Then why do you cry in the shower? Or at night when you think I'm asleep? Griffin, you barely ever cry, I know something is up" 

"I'm just sad" She says, her lip quivering.

"Why, Baby?" I ask, standing up and getting into bed with her. She scoots over for me, making room so I can fit. I wrap my arms around her, and kiss her forehead "Why are you sad?" 

"Because I don't want a girl" She cries softly "I can't have a girl, I can't" She shakes her head. 

"We can't change it now, but having a girl will be fine"

"No it won't. We can't keep the baby. We need to find someone to tak-"

"Griffin" I stop her from talking "I'm not going to sit here and let you say that. We're keeping our baby and you can't argue with me on that because it is a fight you will lose" I say sternly. 

"I don't want it!" She pushes me off of her. 

"Then I'll keep her and you can leave!" I yell, and she rolls her eyes, scoffing "I don't know what you're so worried about, but it's go to stop! N-"

"I don't want her to end up like me!" She yells, cutting me off "I don't want her to go through what I had to go through, I can't let anyone feel the way I had to feel" She cries, and I sigh.

"Baby" I frown "Nothing is going to happen to her" I place my hand on her stomach, kissing her cheek "I will protect her with everything in me, and I know for a fact that you will too"