And I kicked him in his only weakness. He jumped back but couldn’t fully dogde it because I hit home. His face was finally far from mine, but I could see his anger increasing. He lunged at me and again I was trapped. His plump little face was right in mine and I couldn’t stop myself was cringing, which satsified him. They turned to watch again and listened to the devil’s words.
Him: I can show you the five signs of rape. I’ll explain it too, just for you guys. Ok first, is this.
He waved at me strangely.
Him: Then this and this.
He squished me closer to him and restrained me from moving anywhere.
Him: And this and this.
He poked at my sides and ran his hand up and down my leg.
Me: Stop it! Stop it!
I tried to push him away, he was hitting my bruises, but that made him laugh and the others laugh more. I had to do something about this. My theory of him stopping wasn’t true because it’s been a month now. It didn’t help to tell my friend and no one was helping me. I’m down to my last choices.