celestialdragon
his little one
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I can't say the word, it hurts me too much to say it. I grab your hand and trace RAPED on it. "He was pushing me THAT hard on it. . . I wouldn't budge. . . . It was a relief when he gave up. . . " I'm crying again. I can't look at you, and I don't have to feel the disappointment, the hurt, the anger radiating from you. I could feel some concern too, but mainly the disappointment, hurt, and anger. And for me, that was enough to send me into hysterics again, and you see me trace the scar on my wrist.