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9:11 I am glaring at the clock like it's reversible and apparent.
Thinking how time is like a classic rock band. Each fraction composed yet broken in their own self.
9:20 He knocks at my door. Steps in looking like the protagonist of a romcom tale,
Yet his looming actions so atrocious, so flagrant.
9:21 We are seated on my bed, it's a typical every sitcom series bonding scene gone wrong. I am arguing with him about how my indie collection is better than his pretentious bops.
9:23 I don't know whether he was just looking for some company. But I wish he didn't choose me. I wish he didn't choose me to be his source of pleasure and feast. A vial of dopamine, his sick mind the experiment.
Cause when his hand slide up my thigh, 13 year old me wasn't just naive and stupid. 13 year old me was an autumn plant awaiting spring.
9:24 I am Hyperventilating. 'Make him stop. Make him stop. You don't like it' my subconscious is screaming at me. I don't remember lying flat and still. His giant body hovering like dark clouds over me.
9:30 I quiver my first word 'stop. ..' and shake my head in a pathetic disapproval and plea. My tears are choking. I can't describe what he is doing. I won't. I am not ashamed of him. I am ashamed of me. Everything hurt. Everything he touched left scars of disgust. Turning my spring of faith into a winter of sting.
9:35 'why didn't you scream? You just had to scream' words of bitter woe are looping in my mind. I am glaring at the clock again. Time is irreversible and arcane, its fragments can't be remastered or remade.