I was walking to the bathroom to avoid the lunchroom. He found me. I turned around a took the long way, he followed me of course. "Where are you going?" he asked me. I told him I was going to the bathroom and countinued to walk. "You can use the other bathroom downstairs. It is right next to the lunchroom." he tells me. "No thanks. I am already up here so might as well. And besides the lights don't work in that bathroom." I said. "You can borrow my phone. It has a flashlight on it.". I said no and he whirled me around and whispered "I am not taking no for an answer. You will go downstairs and use that bathroom. I know we are having our diffrences right now, but it will pass." Once he let go I brushed myself off and said fine. I tried to walk slow enough so he can be ahead of me... That didn't work so well. "Now give me your phone. I really have to use the bathroom. He said "No, you have to beg to get it." Now I got mad "I don't even know why I followed you down here. You are such an ass when it comes to stuff like this. Now i'm rethinking my choice of going out with you in the first place. Why the hell would I beg for it I ain't no dog.Fuck it. I don't even have to go anymore." Before I walked away, he grabbed my arm and he whispered in my ear "That was what i was planning to happen." Before I could react, he kisses me. I couldn't get him off of me because he was stronger than me. The only thing I could do was give in, but make him think i did. 11 minutes passes and he is still on me. Kissing me, rubbing on me. I can feel him getting a boner. He told me he didn't just want to have sex with me, he wanted to make love to me. I pushed him off and he slaps me. "You ungrateful little shit. I try to do one thing for you, just one and this is how you treat me. You know what.... Instead of making you happy and I am going to make my self happy." He pulled me into one of the stalls and locked it behind him. I was screaming, yelling for help. No one came to save me. I was wondering were did everyone go?
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The Wrath of My Ex.
RandomI'm trying to make this book based on Domestic violence. To let my readers know now, what ever I write never happened to me in real life. I may be young, but I still think Domestic violence needs to stop.