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Flashback
After that traumatizing experience I ran home a crying sobbing mess,heart beating fast,chest heaving up and down as my breathing was shortening from crying so hard.
How could someone be so cruel? how can strangers be so fucked up? Why wouldn't he listen to me when I begged him to stop?
was my words silent?was I begging in my brain?or did he js simply ignore me.
I ran into my house crying shutting my door kicking off my shoes running to my bed,I sat on the edge bringing my knee up to my chest as I sobbed loudly continuously.
I never wanted that,no one would ever want that,begging is disgusting but in that moment,It was needed and used plenty of times,but he didn't listen,it's liked be had on ear buds,like my words never came out my mouth.
Was the music too loud? Surely not louder than my bloody screams for help,right?
Not louder than my yells for him to stop,for him to leave me alone,for help,for peace.
