I hated my body. Mature sex I’d eat dinner, do my homework, go lay in bed, and wait. “One time.”
My eyes grew confused and he stood. I stood frozen, then, slowly. I sat at the kitchen table and told them I had to study for a big test. A heavy weight of sleep crept over me. My mom would just sit there while he said I was worthless, how I never did anything around the house, how lucky I was that he was supporting us. My mom would just sit there while he said I was worthless, how I never did anything around the house, how lucky I was that he was supporting us. Every time I turned away, he’d hold my face so I’d have to look at him. I stayed up. You’re bruised at home. I know, because he’d whisper it was my fault as he rammed into me. I thought I would surely die every time he entered my ass.
