You continue to stare at the wall. Why? Why would he do this to me?
What did I ever do to deserve this?? You look around, he's staring at you. Oh no.... he's walking towards me. "How are you today cutie" he says as he grabs my shoulder roughly. The way he grabs my shoulder really hurts.... I wish he would let go....
"I'm good." I saw faking a smile. He smiles back and pulls me into a "hug" when....OWW! He just fucking bit me!! I squint my eyes and hope for him to stop as my eyes start to water. He finally pulled away and said, "I love you." And walked away. Thank god he left me alone.... hopefully this doesn't happen again.
> later on that day <
I felt a hand go onto the same shoulder again.... it's him again... it hurts even more now.... he smile at me once again.... then once we sat down.... he slowly slid his hand up my leg and started to lift my skirt.... I'm scared of him... If he wasn't able to hurt me I would be... but.... I already have bruises and bite marks enough to make me bleed.... "you like that don't you" he said while smirking. I turned my head in embarrassment. I don't like it and I wish you would get the fuck off of me is what I wished I said but instead I said, "......sure....." next thing I knew is was touching my.... you know...
^ at this moment this is all I can stand to write without crying and breaking down.... I'll write more when I can^
