Beck @ Overwatch

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.

Let's skip to the guy I dated after him. He initially said he didn't want a relationship but he did like me. He got drunk one night and asked me out. We dated for about 3 months. I was in love with him. I felt comfortable having sex with him.

He didn't give me the vibe he would leave if I didn't have sex with him. But I did anyway because I really liked him and I had been conditioned that having sex was the only way to keep my partner. He dumped me after not speaking to me for over a week.

He dumped me the same week my dad left, my close friend was diagnosed with HIV, and I failed a very important final exam in college that would determine if I could continue in the pre-med program. Cue s*icide attempt number 3.