The bedroom was dimly lit, casting long shadows that danced on the walls. The 15-year-old protagonist lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard footsteps approaching, and her body tensed up, a mix of disgust and fear coursing through her veins.
He slid into the bed beside her, his hand reaching out to touch her. She flinched at his touch, her skin crawling. He leaned in close, whispering cruel words in her ear, making her feel even dirtier than she already did.
"Please, stop," she managed to whisper, her voice shaking.
But he didn't stop. Instead, he held her down, his advances becoming more insistent. She could feel the weight of his body on top of her, and she felt powerless to stop him.
He noticed her discomfort, and a smirk spread across his face. "You know you want it," he said, his voice low and cruel.
She barely managed to stifle a disgusted retort. She knew that arguing with him would only make things worse. So she lay there, her eyes closed, trying to escape the reality of the situation.
But then, she made a decision. She opened her eyes and looked him directly in the eye. "If you're going to do this, then do it right," she said, her voice stronger than she had expected.
He looked surprised, but then a sinister smile spread across his face. "Oh, I will," he said, his voice dripping with malice.
She realized her mistake, but it was too late. He took her roughly, and she tried to hide her pain. But as much as she wanted to resist, she found herself getting lost in the sensation, despite her best efforts.
She was ashamed of herself, conflicted about her own response to his advances. She hated him, but she couldn't deny the way her body was responding. It was a confusing, maddening mix of emotions, and she didn't know how to make sense of it.
But one thing was clear: she would never let this happen again. She would find a way to take control, to protect herself from him and anyone like him. She would never be a victim again.
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