I crouched in the corner of my boyfriends bathroom. Crying. Thoughts of what had happened prior still swishing throughout my head. I didn't want to. I told him to stop. I told him no. I said he was hurting me. He was hurting me. I cried. I yelled. I called for help. He was clueless. Was he just ignoring me. Each time he thrusted into me, I cried out in pain. There was no pleasure. He pinned me down to the bed. We'd been planning it for weeks, but right when he was about to push in, I pushed him away. I said no.

He wouldn't listen. He continued. I screamed when he was buried deep inside me. He told me it would get better. It didn't. But it's okay, right? That what people who love each other are supposed to do?I read that sex makes a relationship better.

I was pulled out if my thoughts when Blaine stepped in. I flinched when he walked nearer to me.

"Hey baby," he said,"what're you doing."

I didn't answer him. I stared at the ground and didn't move an inch.

"Kurt...?" He put both hands on either side if my and forced his eyes on mine. That's when he noticed my tears.

"Why are you crying, honey?" He asked.

I pushed him back. I covered my face with my hands and cried.

"I didn't want to!" I sobbed. "I said no! You didn't listen to me! It hurt so bad!"

"But... I read that the pain goes away! It went away! Right?" He retorted.

"That doesn't matter, Blaine! I said no!" Blaine looked at me with tears in his eyes. He looked remorseful. He was innocent. He didn't mean to...

"I'm so sorry," he said, voice cracked. He shook and curled up. Repeating 'I didn't know' and 'I didn't mean to' and 'im so sorry' and ' I love you please firgive me'

I crawled over to him and picked him up in my arms.

"It's alright," I cried,"I'm not mad. You didn't mean to. Well get through this. I live you, baby. Please don't cry."

Somehow. We'd get through this