Luna

I don't know if it's because I had made him angry by being on my phone before or rejecting him.

But instead of turning to me and waiting for me to notice him and then starting to kiss me,

He grabs the side of my waist, pulls me to the middle of the bed, and this crazy like swift WWE like slam movement jumps on top of me, pins my arms up really fast above my head again.

It's so calculated.

He reaches under my sweatshirt and unclips my bra with one hand and lifts my shirt and bra up so that my whole bare chest is exposed.

While holding my hands up, he's going down my body and biting me, physically causing me injury on my chest.

I'm actually like expressing pain.

I'm saying out loud, stop.

You're hurting me.

That's extremely uncomfortable.

You're hurting me.

I don't want this.

He's putting all of his crushing weight on me.

I didn't ever consider the size difference between him and I until I was under the weight of him.

And I was like, wow, I could die.

My hands are pinned up with one hand and then he lets go of my wrists.

But I'm frozen in time at this point.

So I'm not doing anything.

I'm just talking constantly going, stop, stop, stop.

You're hurting me.