Me: Um
Mike: Demi…you didn’t.
Me: I…he…he kissed me.
Kahn: No, you practially jumped on me.
Me: No I didn’t.
Mike: I can’t believe you would do this to me.

He turned away not giving me a second chance to explain. I lunged at Kahn so quickly, he fell over.

Me: You did that on purpose! I hate you!

Kahn didn’t waste time. He ignored me, pinning me down in the sand. And his lips were at mine. I managed to push him away once.

Me: Get off jerk!
Kahn: You know you want it.
Me: No!

But his mouth ruled over mine and I couldn’t speak. His hands started to explore and I writhed under his strong body. My knee made contact with his weakness and he rolled off of me for a moment.

Me: No, Kahn.
Kahn: Shh.

He was on me again and I couldn’t fight him off.

Me: NOOOOOO !

It exploded from me in anger and he was startled. I shoved him as hard as I could and he got up.

Me: I said no.

He just nodded, afraid that I might scream for Mike.
And I think I will.