Year 17

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Year 17

I discovered a new nickname for you
Heroine

Wanting to please my parents
And deep in denial anyway
I said yes when Matt Tanner asked me out

Unfortunately, during our date
He wouldn't take no for an answer

In the backseat of his car at the drive-in
Instead of watching the movie
His hand was underneath my skirt
My blouse torn
Hair unkempt
Lipstick smudged from unwelcome kisses

Shouting, demanding, begging that he stop
I repeatedly yet ineffectively pummel him
Tears have started to collect
And with blurry vision
I witness a figure opening the back door
Yanking Matt from atop me and out of the car

Face reddening with mounting anger
Your fists and feet continuously meet his person
Until two others manage to pull you away
Your breathing harsh
As eyes darker than usual meet mine
Concern plainly within

I nod that I'm all right
And mouth a thank you
A smile flits across your lips
And you mouth back a no problem

From that night forward
I vowed that I would
Never
Ever
Call you dumbass again

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