It happened when I was 16 y.o.
We were in my ex-boyfriend's car, a bit drunk and listening to some good music (u know... Pink floyd and shit like that).
Along the sea with hot sandy wind blowing, the night sky above us.
"Hei... Are you ready?"
I knew what he was talking about. He was 18 at the time, having the hurge to have sex for the first time. But he also knew I wanted to wait.
"No please don't ruin this moment" .
And he stopped talkin' about it.
Time goes by so as the vodka.
It was my first time dealing with alcohol and couldn't recognize my limits, so, at a certain point, I just felt asleep.
I woke up with him pushing my head on the seat to make me quiet.
Couldn't do anything, he was too heavy.
It last 30 minutes since my awakening but I never knew how much it really lasted.
The blood ruined his car and later on, when he had to explain to his friends that mark, he told them the sort of a slut I was.
And that voice eventually came to my school.
I never told anyone this story. No one knows. Maybe one day I will have the strenght to talk to somebody real but for now... This already is a giant step for me.
Deisgn by Sanctamariagore