"have you heard anything about peter?" he asks me
i'm not sure if i should tell him that peter is dead or not... it's not the right time
"uhh no have you?"
"no...."
"wow that looks .... intense," i say pointing to the hicky on his neck "did you-"
"no we did not have sex" troye interjects
good
"um, jake, i know i have to fill out a police report and tell them everything that happened, but i want to tell you first" he tells me
"did he do something else to you?" i ask him
"uh well i'll just tell you everything that happened, when we first got to his house he started drinking and asked me if i wanted something and i said no but he made me something anyways- but i only took a sip out of it - and then we were watching a movie and he started getting all ... sexual and like... doing stuff to me and i didnt like it and i kinda just let it happen for a while because i felt stunned like i couldnt say no or even speak or anything... it was really scary... but then, he tried to kiss me and i didnt want him to be my first kiss so i slapped him and he yelled at me to get in the car and i was afraid of what he would do to me if i didnt and i left my phone in his car and-"
"then it all happened"
there was sweat formed on troye's forehead that wasnt there a minute ago. his curls stuck to the sweat and his face looked more hallow then usual.
"tro you okay?" i asked, noticing his heart rate on the monitor picking up
he wouldnt respond he was just staring at the ceiling
"troye calm down!" i said and started fixing the hair stuck to his forehead. suddenly he snapped back into reality.
"oh i'm sorry"
"it's okay what happened?" his head was now laying on my chest as I continued to play with his hair
"flashbacks i think"
