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it wasn't my fault
Part 4
I left the hospital that very day and went home to my parents. Into my 3rd week at home my mom finally asked me what happened .
I was out with my friends and we went to the house of a coursemate, we shared drinks ,ate and watched a movie and that was how i slept off to wake up late into the night. It was quite unusual for me to sleep so long and deep. Michael, the friend we all came to see had been asking me out since time in memorial. He's one of those boys you just want as friends and nothing more. He was sweet, intelligent and handsome.
He persuaded me in staying that it was far too late to get a taxi. I had to agree he was right and so i stayed. He asked to sleep on the floor while i stay on the bed, but i offered that the bed was big enough for i didn't want to inconvenience him more than i already did.
Minutes into trying to find sleep, he slowly brushed his legs over mine and i withdrew from him slowly, till he tried to kiss me... that was when fear lit the room. The more i said stop, the more aggressive he became till the good old sweet, intelligent Michael was gone.
After it all, he knelt down before me to say how sorry he was and how he's not a bad person.
At that moment, my ears couldn't believe what i was hearing, i was in too much pain to even comprehend. All i wanted to do was go home and when i got home, i drowned in regret and disbelief.
My Mom, after carefully listening to all that i had to say broke into tears saying it was my fault. I was beyond shocked by her words, she asked me why i couldn't be like her that dresses modestly and shuns away from make up.
I couldn't believe what my mom was saying and i cried all the more as I left her to ccontinue saying what she was saying.....
By Sylvia
I left the hospital that very day and went home to my parents. Into my 3rd week at home my mom finally asked me what happened .
I was out with my friends and we went to the house of a coursemate, we shared drinks ,ate and watched a movie and that was how i slept off to wake up late into the night. It was quite unusual for me to sleep so long and deep. Michael, the friend we all came to see had been asking me out since time in memorial. He's one of those boys you just want as friends and nothing more. He was sweet, intelligent and handsome.
He persuaded me in staying that it was far too late to get a taxi. I had to agree he was right and so i stayed. He asked to sleep on the floor while i stay on the bed, but i offered that the bed was big enough for i didn't want to inconvenience him more than i already did.
Minutes into trying to find sleep, he slowly brushed his legs over mine and i withdrew from him slowly, till he tried to kiss me... that was when fear lit the room. The more i said stop, the more aggressive he became till the good old sweet, intelligent Michael was gone.
After it all, he knelt down before me to say how sorry he was and how he's not a bad person.
At that moment, my ears couldn't believe what i was hearing, i was in too much pain to even comprehend. All i wanted to do was go home and when i got home, i drowned in regret and disbelief.
My Mom, after carefully listening to all that i had to say broke into tears saying it was my fault. I was beyond shocked by her words, she asked me why i couldn't be like her that dresses modestly and shuns away from make up.
I couldn't believe what my mom was saying and i cried all the more as I left her to ccontinue saying what she was saying.....
By Sylvia
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