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Hehe part two of my fiction story. It gets pretty tense here


As much as I would liketo protest it, this was an amazing kiss. Full of lust and passion. I'd never felt so wanted in my life, yet why did it feel so horribly wrong? I pushed him away
"stop it!" he moved closer
"I said stop!" he pinned me to the wall
"I don't wanna stop." he said with a devilish grin. His eyes lost that innocent sparkle, his grip got tighter. I was scared, horrified even. I'd never seen him like this, so consumed by lust. He pressed his lips to mine and began his assault on my mouth. This kiss was angry, hardly worthy of being called a kiss. I once held a kiss to a very high honor, now it was crushed. I felt his hand go up my shirt, rubbing my side.
"no! I swear togod I don't-" his knee swiftly slammed Ito my stomach, leaving me breathless. my cell phone fell out of my hoodie pocket and landed on the floor. I thought I head a chime.
"I don't care what you want. I want you. I'm going to have you." his voice was full of lust and rage. I fel his groping hands went all over me. I felt so helpless, so used. I wasnt even able to help myself. I turned my head as I lay onthe floor and noticey phone is lit up. "Matt cell. Call time 10:32" I did hear a chime! Just as I realized what happened I saw him in the hallway of my house. Matt, the guy I had aken for granted so many times, the guy I had considered my best friend only to throw him away in favor of him, was watching. He held in his hand a large stick. He crept up behind him and slammed his head with the branch. He fell to the floor, completely k.o'd. I latched onto Matt for dear life, sobbing into his shoulder and hugging him tightly. He didn't bother to get the story just yet, he only hugged me and whispered that it'll he alright. I hadn't bothered to look at myself in all the commontiom, so when I finally let go I was bright red: my shirt had been torn off and I had little claw marks all over my chest. My neck had bite marks on it and my face was wet with tears. I looked like a whore. I felt like a whore. It was odd though, Matt didn't seem to care. Infact as he was checking me to see if I was bleeding anywhere from where he had scratched me, Matt seemed to be blushing.
"Matt...I....thank you so much..."
"hey it's ok. I'm just glad I got that call. I was so scared when I heard that angry sexual voice...I just knew something was wrong...."
"well...thanks...he just...forced himself on me..."
I was blushing again. He had been my first kiss. And he was the Certinaly the first to ever touch my body in any way. A tear ran down my face as the though of what happened crossed my mind.
"hey hey now...it's ok..."
I felt his hands on my back as he drew me into another warm embrace. It was full of acceptance and love. The feelings I'd been craving forever.
"he...he was my....my first..."
"your first what?"
"k....kiss...it was wasted on him"
"oh...I see..." Matt looked down.I felt terrible. He broke the embrace and sttod there looking Away from me