Beck @ Overwatch

So we get to August. My grandma dies. I see him about 2 days after, the day before I was set to leave for WV for the funeral. We have sex one last time and he drops me off and says we shouldn't see each other anymore and said this whole summer was "just sex".

G tells me he no longer wants anything to do with me and he said, verbatim, "if I do this now when you're already at your lowest point, it can't get any worse". As soon as I got back to FL 2 days later, I made my first s*icide attempt.

I never wanted to date again after that because I could not deal with the heartbreak and rejection. So let's skip to fall of 2009, a few months after the funeral. I had to do an acting thing for kids for Halloween hay rides.

He proceeded to violate me with his fingers and tried to actually penetrate me. It didn't fit and he gave up and went back to his room. The next day we did a photo shoot on the beach and there's pictures on my old laptop of me in a bikini with him holding me from behind.

He didn't bother to use a condom. It took him five minutes to finish. He escorted me to the bathroom and I cried as I cleaned myself out. He calmly walked me back to my friends who had been looking for me. I had apparently been missing for over an hour.

He told them we got caught up talking about some anime. He gave me a little side hug, said thank you for a good time, and walked off. I waited until he was completely gone to disclose to my friends what had just taken place. I had to take a pregnancy test that week.

Let's skip to my ex now. Our first date, he stuck his hand in my shirt as we were driving. We went to a con together and he coerced me into having sex. Again, he had me convinced he would leave me if I didn't. The condom broke. Another pregnancy test.

We went to a new years eve party at a friend's house. I was blackout drunk. I don't remember most of the night. I remember it took him and another friend to help me to the guest room to go to sleep. I woke up naked and saw a condom wrapper on the floor.