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Consentual ** with the boy who ** me
I was ** at 16
by a boy that I considered to be my best friend. we weren't dating or seeing each other whatsoever. he invited me over to work on his truck. his dad left for work; it wasn't long before that, i was pinned to his mattress with him on top of me. i couldn't move, i was so scared that he'd hurt me. he kissed my face and whispered in my right ear that he was going to take my pants off.
I froze and stuttered 'no'
before I could fight back, he was inside me.
after therapy, doctors and 'me time'
i figured i was back on my feet. this boy and i rarely spoke a word to each other except for the small talk in our mechanics class.
3 years later.
i found myself in the same predicament, only, i accepted it for what it was.
i've willingly have ** with him twice since the **.
I feel as if i'm falling in love with the idea someone loves me.
Stockholm Syndrome, look it up. It's not exactly the same thing, but that's the first thing that came through my mind.