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"What do you mean it's about me?"

He looked into my eyes and I began to get self concious. I kept running through my head all the different outcomes of this conversaton. I thought maybe he would pick the easy way of calling me a hoe.

"I've always heard stories about you... I mean not that I believed them, for the most part I thought they were a bunch of bullshit. But... I guess what I want to know is... are they true?"

I wasnt sure whether I should answer the quetion or leave. I wasnt insulted and I kinda figured that I should be. What would someone who wasn't considered a slut do?

"Excuse Me?" I yelled. "Are you crazy or something?" I yelled.

"I was just asking a question. You dont have to get so offended."

"Whatever, im leaving, I can show myself out."

I ran down the steps and out of the door. I was trying to figure out if I had went ot far with the who innocent thing. Even though I knew I slept around, he didnt have to know that. Though im sure he did. I stopped in the store down the street from my house and got some skittles. I went to the park and ate them slowly. Everytime I had something on my mind I went to the park to think it through. I was there for abot an hour, and i started to get bored and decided to take the back alley home because it was quicker.

"Hey Kayla!" A male voice called out from behind me. I turned around to see the face of Johnny, this guy I met last year. I had sex with him once at his place and when I thought it was over he brought his two brothers in the room. I hated every minute of it. I didnt feel like seeing him, especially not today.

"What do you want Johnny?"

"Nothing I saw you in the park and I wanted to make sure you were okay"

"Well im fine"

"Really?" He said grabbing my wrist. "You sure theres nothing I can do to cheer you up?"

"Im positive Johnny! Let me go, Im not in the mood!" I Felt myself getting more and more angry than usual. It was strange because I had never gotten upset when someone wanted to have their way with me, I simply went along with everything they said.

"Oh so little Kayla has a temper problem huh. Someone should have tought you some respect." He said pinning me up to the wall behind me. He had his arm under my throat, and I felt myself losing air. I couldnt breath and I started kicking and slapping him. Nothing I did made him loosen his grip though.

"Stop... it... ur chok- chok-ing me." I said through gasps of air.

He loosened up a little, and began tugging at my shorts. I felt them slipping down my thighs along with my panties. I was zoning in and out of focus because I wasnt gettng enough oxygen. He started unzipping his jeans, and they fell to the ground followed by his boxers.

He started rubbing his penis back and fourth to get in hard. I felt dizzy and queazy. As soon as he took his elbow away from my throat he placed his hand over my mouth and slammed his penis into me. He went back and fourth in fast strokes and I couldnt control the tears that slid down my face.

Never in my life had I cried during sex. But This was taking it to a whole different level. Even though in the past I didnt want to have sex all those times, I didnt say No either.

As he pinned me harder against the wall to get into me deeper, I was trying to be in a different place in my mind. I was trying to be back in Darious's bedroom. Anywhere but here. But I couldnt.

As bad as everythng seemed earlier, this had to have been the worst. I was being raped.