“What?! When?! Why didn’t you tell me?!” “I was so humiliated.” Greg looked devastated, and held onto Robert’s arms. “Tell me what happened.” Robert took a deep breath and began his story. “It happened like a week ago. James was pretty down and out about everything. I went over, just to check on him, you know? Make sure he was still alive. ‘My life sucks, better off dead,’ he told me ‘what purpose do I serve?’ I didn’t like to see him so upset, so I said to him ‘If there is anything you need, let me know.’ ‘Now that you mention it,’ he replied, ‘I haven’t had sex in a while…’ At that moment, I was so fucking scared. He had this look on his face…and then…he just… GRABBED me and threw me on the bed…oh, Greg, it was horrible! He kept saying ‘What Greg doesn’t know won’t hurt him’ and ‘you know you fucking want it from me’, and I didn’t know what to do! I tried to get away, but he kept pushing himself on me! I was so upset…that I did this…” Robert revealed his wrists, which were now cut up.