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❛ It's not his
fault. ❜
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✗ ↱ 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝟒𝐩𝐞, (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠). 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ↲ ✗
𝓣—he story of [Y/n]'s ex was...quite a complicated one; and she knew this. Which is why she was desperately trying to water it down for Kenma. She didn't want to tarnish the man's image or anything like that. So before she got to the part where it all went down hill she vividly described the good moments so Kenma could too understand where she was coming from.
Kenma on the other hand felt like there was something off about everything she was telling him so far. She was basically praising her ex. She kept complimenting him and bringing up all of his good accomplishments. It made him feel...bad. Was she still in love with him or something?
"He never said anything out of the way, or did anything to make me feel uncomfortable-" she continued recalling the events as Kenma sat there with a bummed out look on his face. Unfortunately [Y/n] wasn't able to pick up on it.
Why did she have to specify that her ex never said anything out of the way or made her feel uncomfortable? Does Kenma make her uncomfortable? Has he said anything out of the way to her? Now he felt guilty.
"He was a really great guy Kenma, truly." It almost sounded like she was trying to convince him.
"Oh...okay." Kenma faked a smile to disguise his jealously. He shouldn't be jealous about this, that would be extremely childish of him.
Yet again, it sure does hurt knowing that he'd always come second place to him. He was her first everything, they even had a kid together, and she's clearly still into him. So what exactly is he supposed to do now? Sit here and suck it up like a man?
"Then....high-school started." [Y/n] visibly grew tense and this drew Kenma's attention back to her. "He changed...a little bit." A lot actually, but she couldn't let him know that.
"Changed like how?" Kenma inquired.
"His priorities, his behavior, his interest, you know...things like that."
Kenma did in fact not know. "Things like what?"
"You know how boys are..." She clued.
"I'm not sure I do." Kenma wanted her to say what she had in mind instead of beating around the bush like she always would.
"Highschoolers they're...more mature than they were in middle school." She wasn't just going to flat out say it. Kenma would have to use his context clues. "Their mindsets change and they have certain expectations of their partners."
"Horny?" He figured that's what she was getting at here. Atleast he'd hope that's what she meant. If not then it would be beyond embarrassing on his part.
"Well...yeah, basically." You're glad he said it so you wouldn't have to.
Kenma was now slowly piecing things together in his head and coming to his own conclusions.
"So you were in love, you guys had sex and you got pregnant?" Logically speaking that made the most sense to him. "So why did the two of you separate?" It didn't seem to be any bad blood between the both of you.
"Well..." [Y/n] trailed. "It didn't exactly happen like that, but I suppose you can put it like that."
"Is it because you moved away?" He wasn't giving the woman a chance to get her words together to explain the situation.
"No.."
"Then why?"
"He wasn't ready for a kid."
"Oh..." Despite the fact that it was the most evident option, Kenma had entirely forgotten about it. They were high-schoolers after all. Of course he wasn't ready.
"But he was a good guy, and he loved you?" If he truly loved you as much as you claim then he would have just accepted it and worked out a solution.
Now [Y/n] was in a pickle here. "He was..a good guy." She corrected. "In middle school."
Kenma raised a brow. "But the time period was barely a year. He couldn't have changed that much in a couple months."
"I felt the same way, which is why I overlooked all of his worrisome behavioral habits." She admitted.
"Worrisome like how..?"
"You sure do ask a lot of questions Kenma." The man wasn't even giving her a chance to explain. It was just one question after the other.
"Worrisome like...disappearing for long hours without informing me. Then, when I eventually caught up with him, he wouldn't tell me where he'd been. He'd complain that I was continually intruding on his personal space, and it made him uncomfortable since it felt like I didn't trust him."
Kenma was no genius but something about that statement felt off. "So what did you do about it?"
"I stopped questioning him." Obviously.
Kenma gave you a look. Like a judgemental one. He was basically calling you stupid without using his words. But he didn't mean to. His face had a kind of its own.
"We'd been together for so long that leaving was out of the question, so I just kept putting up with it. Even if I wasn't always happy. I was hoping that things would improve, you know?"
"How long we're you guys together?"
"Two years."
"..." Kenma means this in the nicest way possible but judging by what you're telling him so far...you're an idiot. But yet again, this was all the way back in the beginning of highschool so you're idiocracy can be excused.
"I'm sure you saw where I was going with that but yeah, he cheated on me."
"Oh..shit, that's..." He wasn't expecting that. "I'm sorry."
"But it's okay, it was a mistake."
Kenma wished he could take his sympathy back. "A mistake? So you didn't leave him after you caught him cheating?"
"He apologized, and like I said, we were together for a while and I thought we had a future together so I forgave him."
It didn't make sense to Kenma. A person cannot just 'accidentally' cheat. Especially after being with someone for two entire years. That's like saying 'hey mom, I accidentally walked into my sisters room and stabbed her because I didn't even recognize it was her'. "How did he 'accidentally' cheat??"
"His parents were fighting again, and he wasn't feeling good since I wasn't there to cheer him up so he found other ways to make himself happy." At this point even [Y/n] herself could hear how stupid she was sounding.
"Wait. He didn't sleep with someone else right?" That's like an entire different tier of cheating. Kenma thought he was just messing around with another woman behind your back or something, but holy shit this is way worse.
"Yeah, he did."
"Woah...I'm sorry." He wasn't sure what else to say. That was...damn. "So then you told him you were pregnant after you caught him cheating, and he wasn't ready, and that's why the both of you separated right?" Kenma was trying to make sense of this bundle of confusion.
"That was before I got pregnant."
Yeah, Kenma could no longer excuse your idiocracy. "He was your boyfriend of two years, but you weren't even the first person he slept with?" And his reasoning was because he was sad? What kind of Telenovela bullshit is that?
"I never said that I didn't sleep with him." [Y/n] notified.
"You never said that you did, and I doubt that you would, so did you?"
"No." Not yet at-least.
Kenma rubbed his temples. "So what was the point of interjecting if I was right all along?"
"I don't know."
Trying to keep a level head, Kenma urged you to continue. The story was still incomplete, he was clueless as to how the hell some douchebag like that knocked you up.
"You know how I mentioned earlier that he never made me feel uncomfortable or said anything out of the way?"
"I remember."
"Well..." you gave an awkward laugh to try and ease the tension. "Things change. Ironic right?"
"This isn't funny." Kenma couldn't see how you were finding the time to laugh about the situation.
"He'd...touch me, in public sometimes."
"Friendly touches right? Like holding hands and touching your arm." Kenma was in denial.
"No...I'd tell him to cut it out but he never listened, he'd always laugh it off." It always made her uncomfortable.
"What kind of touching [Y/n]?" Kenma was maintaining composure and questioned you in a calm and almost curious way. Despite the fact that he was pissed off to the max.
"He'd put his hand up my skirt, and-"
"You said you told him to cut it out right?" Kenma cut you off, he wasn't sure he could just sit there and listen to you tell him how you were basically sexually harassed during highschool. The worst part about this whole ordeal was probably the fact that you still weren't aware of it.
"Yeah."
"He didn't listen?"
"No."
"How often would this happen?"
"Very often."
Kenma closed his eye for a second, bringing his hand back up to rub his temples. After a minute or two of silence the man sighed and looked back at you. "Okay, explain from the very beginning, in great detail, what would transpire." He couldn't wrap his head around this.
"The first time it happened we were sitting together in the back of class and he just rested his hand on my thigh. That's it." You didn't think it was a big deal at the time because the two of you were a couple and it wasn't anything sexual. He was just putting his hand on your thigh.
"So it was a gradual thing then?" The bastard knew exactly what he was doing.
"I guess I should've spoken up then. But I didn't see the need since it was an innocent gesture." [Y/n] reminisced.
"What did he do the second time?"
"The same thing, but he put his hand a little higher."
"The third time?"
"He would slowly move his hand back and forth down my thigh."
"Did you like it?"
"No."
"So that's when you told him to stop right?"
"No, I still wasn't thinking much of it. He was my boyfriend so it was okay."
This wasn't a very fun storytime. Kenma was all stressed out, and [Y/n] seemed to be oblivious to what was going on despite the fact that it was HER life.
"Where did you draw the line?" He wanted to know what it took for you to finally speak up and say enough was enough.
"He tried fingering me in the hallway."
Jesus Christ. What kind of highschool was this??? "Please tell me you're joking."
"I'm serious."
"Was the hallway empty at least?" Even though the situations were bad, Kenma was trying to make them a little less worse.
"No."
At this point Kenma was at a lost for words so he refrained from saying anything.
"I grabbed his hand and told him to cut it out but he laughed it off and kept going cause he assumed I was kidding. I asked him a second time a bit more sternly to show that I was serious but he ignored me." [Y/n] recalled the events quite vividly and she didn't seem too fazed by them. "If I kept on fussing then it would have been too obvious what was going on and that would've been far more embarrassing so I just-"
"You just let him." Kenma finished your sentence for you with an upset look.
[Y/n] assessed the man. "You're upset..? You said you wouldn't get upset."
Kenma hadn't realized that he broke character. "I'm not upset, sorry." He was very upset. But not with her. "Can I ask you something though?" He knew [Y/n] probably wouldn't flat out admit this, but he was curious. Especially since he saw the direction in which this story was going.
"Yeah?"
"Did he ever...force you to do anything?" He watched the woman for her reaction.
This wasn't just a mistake or a one-time occurrence, based on what he was telling her. Her boyfriend was well aware of his actions. He began by doing modest things to test what he could get away with, with the goal of eventually going all out. Predator behavior if you really think about it.
"Uh...no." Force was a strong word. "I wouldn't necessarily say he forced me to do anything."
"Okay, I'll rephrase it." Kenma could tell by the way you reacted that something was up. "Did he ever make you do anything that you didn't didn't want to do?"
"Yes, but I told him no, and he wouldn't listen. It's not my fault Kenma, I-"
"Not once had I ever considered anything being your fault, it's okay." Kenma assured. "I'm not upset with you [Y/n]." He cleared up any suspicions you might have had with him. "I just want you to help me understand a little bit better, alright?"
"...alright."
"What did he make you do?"
"It's not his fault." [Y/n] was a woman, and she wanted to fully accept the consequences of her own actions. "He didn't force me if I allowed him."
"You didn't allow him if you said no."
"I should've done more." [Y/n] was still in denial.
"You shouldn't have to do more. No is enough."
"If I pushed him off of me then maybe-"
Kenma had noticed all the indicators, and he wasn't sure how he should phrase his question. "Did he rape you?" It would probably be disrespectful if he phrased it any other way. Because that's exactly what it was.
"No. He didn't." [Y/n] answered in the most hostile way, still not accepting Kenma's claims.
"Okay, so how'd you get pregnant?"
"We we're at his house hanging out and he came onto me with some...inappropriate intentions—you know, and eventually I just gave up and let him."
"Okay." He played a long. "Was this before or after you said no?"
"He was my boyfriend, it's not a big deal." [Y/n] was starting to feel overwhelmed once more.
"That's like justifying child abuse by saying 'it's okay, they're my kid'." Kenma tried explaining, but [Y/n] refused to understand.
"Okay, let me explain how it happened." Maybe he would better understand.
"No." Kenma didn't need you to explain anything.
"He wanted to have sex with you. Right?" Kenma questioned.
"Yeah."
"You said no. Didn't you?"
"I did."
It was quite a simple concept. There was no need for an explanation. "And then he ignored you; like he always does, and had sex with you anyways. Right?"
"Yeah, but-"
"But nothing." Kenma refused to let you downplay this. "That's rape [Y/n]."
"Did you tell him to stop at some point?"
"Yes but he-"
"He ignored you." Kenma finished your sentence since he already had a general drift of what would usually take place.
"Then you got pregnant, you told him about the baby and being the asshole he is, he wanted nothing to do with it and left you?" That was beyond fucked up and Kenma couldn't just sit there and ignore it. He didn't care how long ago it happened.
[Y/n] nodded, and Kenma continued thinking.
"Wait..." he looked up at you and his eyes widened. "Was that how you lost your virginity??"
She looked away out of embarrassment. "Uh..yeah, it was."
Now he felt super shitty. "[Y/n], God, I'm so sorry." He didn't know.
That's why she was so overwhelmed last night. It all made sense now.
"You didn't do anything to be sorry about." She assured. "And it was a long time ago, I'm fine, really."
Kenma wasn't buying it. "So you don't care?"
"No." You shrugged.
"At all?"
"Not one bit." You answered.
"So admit it." Kenma raised an eyebrow. If you didn't care then you wouldn't be in denial.
"Admit what."
"Your boyfriend was a rapist."
"He wasn't a rapist." [Y/n] was growing frustrated with the man.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Do you still consider him a 'good guy'? Even after all that?" It was even more frustrating for Kenma. The last thing you should be calling your ex is a good guy. He's a sex offender. Not some innocent kid who made a silly mistake. He should be held accountable.
"He apologized afterwards Kenma. He couldn't help it." [Y/n] couldn't look Kenma in the eyes could deep down inside she knew that he was right.
"He couldn't help it?" What the hell do you mean by that? "What makes him so special from everyone else, why couldn't he control himself and accept the fact that you weren't ready for that?" That was a bunch of bullshit.
"Because..."
"That was a rhetorical question [Y/n]." He wouldn't allow you to defend Taiyo's father. "What he did was wrong [Y/n]. You don't defend people like that. I understand that you loved him in the past, but it's quite clear that he's no longer that person."
"It wasn't an accident, he's not sorry, he's not a good guy, and he for sure doesn't love you." Kenma wanted you to understand.
"You repeatedly told him no, and he repeatedly ignored you. He knew you wouldn't speak up, and he'd get away with it."
"Just because you're in a relationship with someone doesn't give them the right to do what they please with you. It's wrong and It's unlawful." Kenma spoke sternly.
[Y/n] still refused to look up at him. She still felt like it was her fault. She didn't want to blame someone else for her mistakes.
"Look up at me." Kenma wanted to make sure the both of you were on the same page.
[Y/n] picked up her gaze and locked eyes with him.
"He took advantage of you, and that's not okay. It's not your fault. You did everything you could. I know you feel like you could've done more, but you did enough."
[Y/n] nodded, and blinked a couple times since she felt her eyes getting all watery and didn't want any tears dripping down her face since it would be a bit embarrassing.
"It's alright, you can cry." Kenma wasn't judging you.
[Y/n] looked away for a second to quickly wipe her eyes. "S-sorry...my allergies are acting up."
"Mhm," sure, allergies. "I want you to press charges." Kenma could tell that the incident was still affecting you. He didn't care if it took place ten, or twenty years ago. "I'll help you."
It went quiet after his statement, and he could feel that you weren't on board so he put a hand on your shoulder to comfort you somewhat. "We're in this together now. So tell me...What's his name?"