Nightmare of r*pe

Nightmare

I'm not exactly sure what happened before to make it come out into a nightmare.

But what I do remember is these guys coming to my moms house. They came because they had been in a book that my mom really liked. 

There was a guy who looked homeless. There was a guy who looked old and angry.

Then there was a guy who was young, like 20, and he was attractive. 

I became friends with the young one. 

But he still didn't know me all that well.

For some reason the angry man walked into the woods.

I asked the other two “why?”

And they said “he does this whenever he wants to be alone and he's really angry.”

Then I say “well I think he just needs a hug. I'ma go in after him.”

The young one says “I don't think that's a good idea.” 

The homeless man said “do whatever you want, it's not my problem.”

I went into the woods, came out on the other side and there was no angry guy, only the homeless guy.

I turned around confused, ready to go back the way I had come.

Then I felt the homeless man's arms around me and his hands on my breasts, he pushed his body up against me. I squirmed, turning toward him, his arms still wrapped around me, I kneed him as hard as I could in the balls. He let go instantly, screamed and fell to the ground, rolling around, holding himself, cussing at me like a sailor.

Then I ran, I had to tell the young one about his friend and what kind of person he is.

I asked around about him and they all said he's at the pool. I ran there and called out to him. He swimmed toward me and I told him what happened.

His face said he was surprised, and confused.

He voiced his thoughts.

“I don't know Cloudy, he's been my friend for years and you've only been my friend for a few days. I don't know much about you.”

“Please trust me, why would I make something like this up?”

“Well I have to see for myself, so I know just the place to go, wanna come with me?”

“Sure.”

He got dressed in regular clothing, and headed out to his car, he opened the back door and slid in. I looked inside, the front seat was smashed and broken, there was no steering wheel, every other seat was either broken or had tons of junk on it. 

I looked at him and asked “where am I gonna sit?”

“Right here.”

He patted his leg.

I looked at him skeptical. “On your lap?” 

He looked at me slightly annoyed and said.

“Do you want me to believe you or not?”

“Well alright.”

I sat on his lap and then asked as he shut the door and locked it.

“How are you gonna drive?”

“It drives its self.” He said as he put the key in the ignition and started it up. 

The car started moving once he put in the GPS where we must go.

After awhile of sickening silence. He put his hands on my breasts, messing with them. I was desperately conflicted, I liked it but I didn't at the same time. I knew I couldn't get out and I was sitting on him so I couldn't kick him where it hurts.