dirty

Thinking about things tonight... Something I hadn't remembered about what happened came into my head.


If I said no he would always tell me, "I'll tell your parents." "I'll tell your mom." "I'll tell your dad."


Like it was my fault.
Like I was doing something I shouldn't have been doing.
Like I was the one in the wrong.
Maybe I was? Why was I so scared he would tell my family?


Maybe I was the guilty one.