Meet Angel Cortez, a guy who hasn't had much of an easy life. His father left when he was 11 after he found out his mother was suffering from leukemia, and he was molested by two of his uncles when he was 13, and. Having to fend for his mother, his...
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"Where am I?" I asked as I attempted to sit up on the bed, but the pain in my lower region made me lay back down.
"I brought you to the hospital." I looked over to see my mom and Imani, they had puffy eyes and were sniffling, "I came in your room and I found you beaten unconscious, naked, and bloody. I-I thought I lost you."
"Ma, please don't cry. I don't want you to get stressed out." I said as she cried again, "Look at me, I'm okay."
"You were unconscious for two days." She caressed my cheek.
"I'm here now, Ma." I took her hand and kissed it.
"I'm gonna go get the doctor and your friends. They've been worried sick."
She left out the room, leaving me in thought.
How could Will do this to me? The boy who had been professing his love for me since he met me, he raped me. That was something I couldn't forgive even if I wanted to.
What made it so bad was the fact that I thought he was my friend. Someone I could rely on and trust.
Minutes later, the doctor came in along with my Mama, Imani, Darron, and Mr. McKinley. Imani and Darron rushed to my side. Imani pulled me in a hug.
"I thought you wouldn't wake up." She cried on my shoulder.
"I'm good now. That's all that matters."
"Who did this?" Darron asked.
"Darron..." I didn't want to tell him because I know how he'd react.
"Nah, Angel. I'm not about to let some nigga thinks it's okay to take something from you."
I started to tear up. I didn't want Darron to do anything stupid, because I knew he would seriously hurt Will, best friend or not. He beat a boy up who bullied me for being gay.
"If I tell you, you'll get mad and do something you'll regret." My voice cracked.
"Of course I'ma get mad! You're like my little brother, Angel. Ain't no nigga about to hurt you and think I'ma let it slide." He grew upset.
"We can just go to the police." I suggested. I didn't want anyone getting hurt or worked up over me.
"I refuse to let you go to the police." Mr. McKinley scolded, "We lost Isaiah, we can't lose you."
"I promise you I will try my best not to hurt him. Just tell me who it is."
"You promise?"
He nodded his head.
"It was..." My throat became dry as I tried to say his name and tears welled in my eyes.
"Please, just stop!" I sobbed as Will gripped my neck. He had me pressed so hard up against the wall, I was sure that my back would be bruised.
My voice had gone hoarse.
"I won't ask again. Who's is it?" He wiped the sweat off his forehead as his thrusts became harder.
"I-It's yours, Will!" I finally submitted.
He thrusted one more time before releasing in the condom. He pulled out and I dropped to my knees, balling up in a fetal position.
"You gone start texting me back?"
I ignored him and continued to sob.
"We back to ignoring me again? I got some for that."
"Angel... you still there?" I snapped out of my thoughts to see everyone staring at me.
"Will did this to me." I fondled with my fingers, scared to look at anyone.
"My friend Will?" Darron asked, balling his fists up. I nodded my head.
Mr. McKinley grabbed his keys and stood up.
"Dad where are you going?" Imani asked.
"To handle this issue."
"I'm coming with you." Darron stated, following him out the room.
As they left out, the doctor finally spoke.
"How are you feeling?" He took out his clipboard.
"Okay, besides the pain down there."
"When we ran tests on you Angel, we found alot of old anal scarring and tearing. Judging by the anal tissue, most of the scarring and tearing is months old."
My mother and Imani looked confused, I, on the other hand, was hoping he wasn't about to let the cat out of the bag.
"Angel, what is he talking about?" My mother looked at me questionably.
I couldn't even look at her.
"Do you want to tell them or should I?" He looked at me sympathetically.
I didn't want to tell them, I didn't want him to either.
"Please don't do this." Tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Tell us what?" Imani sat up, folding her arms.
"Angel has been raped before, based off the multiple tears, it's happened several times. I know it wasn't my place to say, but whoever did this has to be stopped. This time you were lucky. If one of these tears had've opened back up, you could've bled to death."
"Could you gives us a moment, please?" My mother asked.
As the doctor walked out the door, I knew I was in a hole I couldn't get out of.
