Krystal, Survivor

Krystal, Survivor, ,

He was my first of many things. He was my first homecoming date, my first boyfriend, my first kiss, and my first assault. During my freshman year of high school, the athletic star of my hometown started passing me notes in class. We began dating, and I thought I was so lucky. One night, I fell asleep on his couch and woke as I felt him on top of me. I was confused for a couple of seconds until I felt his hands unbutton my pants. I panicked. I tried to make him stop. I froze, I pleaded with him, I told him it hurt, I said no. The only response that I heard was “This is what people in relationships do.