So, back for more? Alright. Is the story too "interesting"? You must be thinking "Rikkun is a slut". Oh, hey? Did you catch that? I said Rikkun "is". Probably can't say that anymore. Or can you?
I kick some rocks away from my feet as I walk to the park. I never thought of her as a slut.
Rikkun sighs. David. This is your tape. Isn't that so interesting. Rikkun sounded a little annoyed. I know David. Not as well as my other friends, bu I've heard and seen him before.
David, I thought I could be your friend. And only that. But no. You had to spread it around. And take it from there. I should have never shook your hand.
What did he really do to you, Rikkun?
You kinda stuck to me. Which was okay? Anyways, your hell started as soon as the school placed a dance. The students paid to enter the gym, from the Middle School. Middle school...
Rikkun pauses. Something cracks. Or cracking.
The dance was alright. I just decided to sit and watch. Until you showed up. You sat next to me. "Thought you weren't coming?"
"Just wanted to watch stupid people."
You laughed placing your hand on my thigh. So, what did you all hear from the dance? Did I, Rikkun, kiss him? Disgusting. Did you hear something else?
No?
He smooths my thigh, something I wasn't wanting. "David, no.."
"Oh come on, it's not like anyone would see."
Of course. The cameras were off too. It was dark. And we sat almost behind the bleachers. Wrong choice of seating. "I said no!"
You pulled a smirk. That smirk. That glare. Next thing I new I was pinned to a wall. And his hand? Ohh..slowly pulling up my stomach to where I'm sure you all know. It hurts. I could've pushed him back, but his strength killed me. Yelling couldn't work since the music was too loud.
What a dick!
His hand lowers. And again the pain..
David you fuck-
All you did was laugh. Finally I brought the courage to make my knee hit you in the balls. "What the fuck!"
"Get away from me!"
I tried to get away but you had to pull my arm back. Twisting it. You hand grabs my neck. "You're a slut."
I let my body push back so you'd finally let me go. And you did. I ran out if the gym. Out of the school. It was night. And cold. I didn't want to call anyone to pick me up. So, I decided to walk home.
Rikkun why did you? I wish I was there.
I walk near the skatepark. And to the metal table where Rikkun first brought me to. It was still evening. I sat down. No one was here.
I didn't cry when I got to my room. At least not yet. A message appears on my phone. David.
"Where did you go?"
"None of you business."
"Bitch. I asked."
"Leave me alone."
"Whore!"
Yeah, great conversation.. so mature of you. You threatened me when I don't reply back. Which is stupid because I was never with you. I never liked you. And I never will, over my dead body. You suddenly came to my place and threw rocks at my window because you wanted to run away with me. Then you blamed it on me. Like it was my plan. Even when I told you no. You, David, are the true meaning of a "sicko". But fear not, your name will appear again. Later on. Because you, apparently, have this weird obsession.
Rikkun where did you go?
I could hear her sigh. She was relaxing herself. Her tone changed so much I could hear her shaken voice. David did so much to her. And this is only one part of it?..
I let my head rest upon my arms on the table. I closed my eyes and try to vision Rikkun at that dance. Wasn't she with friends? Did they leave her?
I hate being so weak. Mentally and physically. I sometimes hate being a girl. Heh, funny. I just saw a black and white cat cross the street. I guess the next tape is for you, Ballester.
I pause the tape. Thank god it wasn't me, but I shouldn't be on these tapes. What did I do? I open my eyes. Who is Ballester?..
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15 Reasons Why | "You Could Save Her?"
Teen Fictiona story to my friend | ? ❤ summary Heh, do I really have to place an introduction? The name's. Rikkun. Larrson. And trust me, you must've heard my name at lest once in your life. And it's cool. Why? Because you've played a "big" role in my life. So...