She sits there remembering that time that haunts her... It was New Years Eve and she went to the city with her cousin. She was at her cousin's boyfriend's apartment, they were drinking and having fun. Her and her cousin fought, and she sat in a room crying. A friend of her cousin's boyfriend came into the room, it was going to be twelve in just a few moments. She heard the countdown begin, 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...he grabbed her face and kissed her. She didn't struggle she was upset and felt comforted by the kiss. She was a bit shocked when he did it though, but couldn't help the large smile that appeared on her face after that kiss. Later that night her cousin had gone to help her boyfriend because he was fighting, got pissed and left. She was alone with the guy that kissed her. He took her into the elevator and kissed her again, this time it was more lust filled. She was confused though as to why they were in the elevator, so she voiced her question, "Where are you taking me?"
"To the roof." He told her attacking her lips again. She pulled away breathing heavily.
"Okay, but why?" She questioned, getting nervous. She wasn't going to go any further than kissing. She just met the guy that day.
"Because." She knew she needed to get out of that elevator. He kissed her roughly, she kissed back. His hands teasing the bottom of her shirt as he slipped them under. He brought his hand to her chest and she began to protest. She tried to pull away from him and push his hands away, but he was bigger, stronger than her.
"Stop." She said trying once again to push him away. Instead of receiving understanding she received anger.
"You know you want it!" He said angrily, pulling her back to him. He brought his hands to her once again while she struggled against his touch.
Tears sprang from her eyes as she continued to struggle. "Stop. Please." She begged to him. He shoved her away, and she frantically tried to stop the elevator. He didn't speak a word after that. She stepped off the elevator, wiped her eyes, and composed herself. She half ran half walked back to the apartment, hoping and praying that when she saw her cousin she wouldn't see the fear, pain, and sorrow that was newly evident in her eyes.
She blamed herself then and she blames herself now. She will never forget how he touched her, how she cried, and the fear she felt in that elevator.
Zen life lesson time! Don't let yourself get into a situation like her. Don't let anyone try and force you into something you don't want. Be strong, keep fighting, and keep your head held high. Don't let anyone make you feel less about yourself.
