Du were lying on the ground of the cold, dark, wet ally, soc on oben, nach oben of you, unbuttoning your shirt. Du had gegeben up the screaming and crying; no was going to hear Du anyways. Du were helpless.
The booze on his breath was strong. Du tasted it in his mouth when he tried to KISS you.
“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.
“Get off me,” Du scream.
He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”
You bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and Du scream for your boyfriend Soda, oder anyone that would hear.
All week Du where waiting for soda to ask Du to prom, which is tomorrow, and Du have gegeben up on the thought that he might. Just as Du where about to leave for school Du opened your door and on the stoop there was a single red rose and a note attached that's said, "go to the place where we spend most our time at -S." A smile tugged at your lips while Du where on your way to the park, the place where Du and Soda spent most your time together. As soon as Du reached the park on the gate there was a not that read, "Go to the place where ducks waddle and fisch swim - S." And with that, you...