Why Me?

Help me

Six minutes. Five minutes. Four. Three. Two... One. The last bell rang. My heart beat as fast as it would for another 9 months. I wanted to meet him. I didn't want to meet him. I wanted to go. I didn't want to. Should I? Probably not. Did I? Of course. Would this be the last moment that I still had insanity? Ya, it would. I would regret this decision for a long time. Obviously I didn't know that back then, but didn't I? Some guy tries to kiss you and maybe more. What would be the right thing to do, Brooke? The opposite of what I DID do.

When I went outside, I saw Him. Just in case any grammar police are reading this, I'm spelling the improper pronoun "him" as "Him". I know what your thinking.

"You didn't change any spelling, all you did was capitalize the 'H',"

But the truth is, he isn't just any other "him" he is a proper pronoun because he is a specific "him" he is Him.

There was a group of about 15 people around where he said to meet Him. After about four minutes, they all go home or where ever they can have what they call "safe" sex. I see one pair of eyes. There were about six people there but, I knew His eyes when I saw them. They are blue, but not my pale blue. They were a deep blue. A blue like the sky, with little green
sparkles around it. A dark blue. But at the same time, a light blue. They are so beautiful.

He meets my stare. He winks at me. I wink at him. I know that our "friendship" started with what could technically be considered sexual harassment but I didn't care. I wanted him. I couldn't tell if he wanted me or not or if he just wanted sex.

He walks up to me.

"Hey"~Him

"Do you even know my name?"~Brooke

"Do you know mine"~Him

" touché "~Brooke

"Would you like to get to know me?"~Him

"Get to know you or your dick?"~Brooke

*Sly grin* " Touché"~Him

We both couldn't help but have these stupid grins on our faces.

"Would you like to get to know my dick before me or other way around?"~Him

*Grinning* "I'm not like that"~Brooke

We got into his car. He closed my door for me and then went back to the driver seat. He turns the car on. I put my seatbelt on. He doesn't. The beeping of the seat belt alarm keeps going off while he stares deep into my eyes. He's still smiling.

"Why did you put your seatbelt on?"~Him

"Aren't we going to go get something to eat?"~Brooke

"We aren't going any where"~Him

*Slyly* "Not yet anyway"~Him

I unbuckle. He climbs into the back while I sit in the passenger seat.

*impatiently*"Come on"~Him

"No, I'm fine up here"~Brooke

*aggressively* "Come on!"~Him

"No!"~Brooke

He grabs my wrist. Next thing I know, I lost my virginity against my will. I was rapped.

He was still Him but not for a good reason. You see, he was the Him that took something from me. He was the Him that ruined my life. He was the Him I hated. He was the Him that rapped me.

"Why me?"~Brooke