I was the one who got myself in that place.
He knew how I felt.
My whole body was screaming it.
He told me not to be scared.
That he wanted only the good for me.
He stopped when I started shaking more.
Told me to drink water and open my eyes, which had been shut.
I laid there shaking, keeping my eyes closed.
When the shaking almost stopped, he asked me if I was going to sleep.
And he came back on me.
This time, I put up my hands and he pinned them on the bed. For the seconds I seemed to “try”.
I screamed and he covered my mouth.
I told him to please stop but he didn’t until he “finished”. I didn’t know what that meant. I didn’t.
But he cared, right? He stopped when I was shaking violently. That shows care, doesn’t it?
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So he raped you. When you told him to stop, he kept going. That’s rape.
He gave you what you needed. You didn’t know what you wanted, but he did. He read your body, and reacted. It was for the best.
How can it be for their best?