The Bastard

She curled up in a corner of her old clubhouse, with her tears as company.  Knowing no one could hear her, she allowed herself to cry, letting the sobs shake her body.1

As the tears slowed, and her vision cleared, she wondered why she had ever believed that he loved her.2

She supposed she was fooled by the flowers, candy and other gifts he rained upon her, but he had barely acknowledged her at school, usually with no more than a "Hey, Mandy".  He begged her not to tell her friends, claiming secrecy would make their relationship more exciting.3

Oh what a fool she had been.4

Tonight's date had started off fantastic, a dozen long stemmed roses, a box of chocolate, a new pair of earrings.  They went out to dinner, then split a bottle of wine in the car.  He kissed her and she let him fondle her.  Nothing out of the ordinary.5

But then he began to try to undress her.  She protested, and he got annoyed, but seemed to admit rejection.  He drove to a secluded unknown lot, then began pulling at her clothes.  She screamed, clawing at his face.  He cussed at her, slapped her twice.  He didn't stop until she kneed him in the groin.  He ordered her out of the car, but she informed him that if he made her walk, her first stop wouldn't be her house, but the police station.6

They drove in complete silence, and as soon as she arrived home, she clamoured up into her old clubhouse.7

The next morning, her mother found her and with her mother holding her, she spilled out the whole story.8

The cops were informed, and he lost his reputation, many friends and all respect.  Justice was served.9

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  • Araina
    December 27, 2004
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    Sounds like he got what he deserved. Yeah, he was a bastard all right. God I hate some men, almost enough to wish I were a lesbian. Great writing here, it was easy to read and very descriptive.


  • Mystikal
    August 5, 2003
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    Date rape and sexual assault are a lot more common than people realize. Unfortunately, it usually happened the exact way you described here, minus the informing of the police.
    This was a very informative write that I'm sure people can relate to in many different capacities. It is good to have stories like this, hopefully someone will read it that really needs to know it happens to other people. Great job, thanks for sharing!
    Take care and write on!

    ~Mystikal~

  • smilodon
    May 14, 2003
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    This is a nice ficticious story. Although we all know that rape never happens, it was still a good imaginary situation that you brought to mind.


  • kalifornia
    May 7, 2003
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    Groovy

    Wow. That sucks. The situation not the story. You penned this well. I hope this isn't real life, but just a story. I'm glad he got what was coming to him. The Bastard.. hehe that's the name of your story. I didn't realize that.. silly me.

    Kali