Its the day after it happened and my stomach is turning. I dont want to get up and i try to convince my mom to not make me go to school because “my stomach was hurting” but she still made me go. As i walked into school i felt as if all eyes were on me. “Did you hear what happened” “Shes such a slut” “He said she begged him”. I ran to the bathroom as i thought “Is it really my fault?” My best friend stormed in and what asking me what happened and i told her. “You need to speak up, thats not okay that he gets to get away with that.” “no one will believe me” i said as i sunk to the floor wanting to never get up.
As walked in first period there i saw him sitting there with a proud smirk on his face as all of his friends pointed and said “There she is, maybe she’ll come for us next.” “Enough” Said Mrs.Willow. I smooshed my head in my desk not picking it up for the rest of the period. ” The period is over” said Mrs.Willow “Oh im so sorry” i said. “Are you okay?” said mrs willow. “yes im just tired.” i said “are you sure?” said mrs willow. “i said im fine” as i rushed out the class room.
As i was rushing down the hall i heard a familiar voice chasing after me and then someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into a closet, as i saw turned and saw who it was i thought i was going to throw up. “Youre not gonna tell anyone right? i mean you didnt say no, you wanted it too” he said. I thought to myself, was it me? “i mean i dont know yet.” i said “Well that will go on my permanet record, you cant do that to me.” he exclaimed. “I said i dont know if i will.” i said trying not to tear up. He grabbed my arm and held on tight and said “If you tell anyone what happened, if you think last night was bad just wait, i will make you life hell.” he threaten “let go of me right now, if i say something your life will be hell.” As i yanked my arm away and stormed off.
The whole day i had a weight on my chest, “was it me?” “did i make him think something?” “was it how i dressed?” my anxiety is through the roof. All the sudden someone came up behind me, “you need to say something, its not okay and if you need support i will be there with you every step of the way.” my bestfriend said “but did i do something? did i make him think i wanted that?” i said ” no, it is not your fault. You cannot control how he acts and what he did is not your fault, it does not define you as a person.” she said. I thought a lot about what she said and later that day i sat down with my parents and told them everything.