Oops, I didn’t mean to!

I didn’t ever think it’ll happen this way, nor this bad. I guess you can say it’s a weird thing once you get caught. You never know what to expect, what they’d do, how would they act. It all comes as a big shock to you, like getting hit in the stomach with a bowling ball. But, it’s worse than that. I suppose I should tell you why I’m writing my own story. You could say it’s because I’m trying to figure out what happened myself, or that I’m trying to clear my name. Well, to me, it’s both.

It began when I was sixteen. It was January and Summer in Australia, and of course, like every other typical Aussie girl, I was at the beach with my mates. My best friend, Chelsea, and myself were with two of our guy friends; James and Brent. I had such a big crush on Brent, but I knew it would never happen, since he was going out with the biggest skank in our school district, Ella. I didn’t ever understand why he would like a girl like that, she was so trashy and uncharming, whilst he was smart and adorably humble. Anyway, as we were splashing water into one-another’s faces, I lost sight of Brent and felt this figure from under me, moving it’s way up my legs. As soon as I realised it was Brent, it was way too late and he undid my bikini top at the back. I squealed and hit him, immediately tying it back up; whilst he just laughed it off.

The day finished up and I was starting walk home, as I only live a ten minute walk from the beach. Suddenly, I heard footsteps from behind me. I started freaking out, I mean all I was in was a blue skimpy bikini which showed most of my bum because of it being so big, and the side of my boobs because it only just covered my nipples. I began to jog back, knowing my house was only a few minutes away, my long blonde hair flowing behind me as I ran. But I began to hear the person running too, I glanced back and realised it was Brent, I stopped and turned around, beginning to yell at him. But before I knew it, he was two centimetres away from my face. The awkward silence lasted a mere minute, and then he kissed me. Passionately. I broke the kiss, pushing him away, “Brent, you’re with Ella!” I yelled, trying to figure out what just happened. “I don’t care, seeing your ass bounce as you ran away from me, it turned me on Bec, I couldn’t help myself.” He came closer, I moved away, “I.. no! I wouldn’t do this to someone!