He started touching my neck. With both of his hands as he moved closer to me and kissed my neck. I pushed him. But I was too weak to run away. He got me back to the sofa and he took off my shirt then my pants. He kissed me, he made out with me although how many times I resist.
Then he moved down.. And down. To where I couldn't hold anymore. I pushed him and ran to the closest door. It was the toilet, it has a big bathtub. So I sat in it and cried the whole night.
When I woke up, it was already morning. Then I realized that I was on a bed. With red sheets, the room was so big. It had so many doors. I turned to my left to see Jake. He was once again naked and I was too. I broke down and pulled the blanket away as I sat on the corner of the floor. "You know this is my house and I have all the keys to every door right? Goodmorning Ella. Come up", he said as he sat up.
I sat next to him, wrapped in the blanket like a buritto. He went outside the door, he came back inside a few minutes later with a tray of drinks and food. "Stop crying", he told me as he hand me the tray.
I was confused that now he's this sweet guy but lastnight he was arogant. He was disgusting. I didn't know why I would think of him as sweet eventhough he technically raped me. I stopped crying and tried to explain to him that I am not a prostitude. That I was sold by dad, who now I don't want to call dad.
"I want you to marry me, I will then do anything you want me to do", I told him. I didn't want to sin anymore, as I've learned my whole life that losing my virginity before marriage is the biggest sin.
