* in no way do i agree with this character's perspective which is why i would like to write in this way to bring out the idiocy that some people have with rape culture 

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Reason Summary: Lucas spiked Cath's drink and then proceeded to makeout with her in the pool. Her top fell off and then people slut-shamed her and somebody took a video of it and put it online. 

Reaction 19 || Lucas ||

Oh Cath, I love how you put so much worth into a tiny experience. Did it really matter to you? Because it didn't mean a thing to me. The way I saw it, you were just another person who I kissed, except the way you tell it, it makes me seem like a villain. Sadly, I'm not. I've never been a villain, not to the seven other girls who I got a drink for. You are the villain.

You are the one who believed that the whole world was against you. You wanted to put your experience with me and make it out to seem like I was someone so evil and so vindictive. But all we got was five minutes of action and that shouldn't create any consequences for me. Like you said, all you did was laugh and giggle. I never heard a "no stop!", so I didn't stop. 

Listen Cath, this is your problem, it's all on you. Maybe I did try to kiss you but last time I checked that wasn't a crime. If we're being honest here, then you weren't a very good kisser either and you weren't really worth it, maybe that's why you took your own life. I still don't understand it though. 

I got you internet famous. I gave you a purpose to live your life. I made you into "Top Falling Off in Pool Girl"  I have no idea why you aren't more appreciative of the title. I mean I made that bitch famous. Someone needs to teach that girl some manners, I mean after making out with someone, it is always required to either send some pics or to make out again. She's lucky I didn't put the insane drugs in her drink or else she would be out like a light.

She should be honored that we got those five minutes together. I chose her instead of the other girls who I gave drinks to. I mean who cares what other people call you, at least you're getting noticed by people at school. I find it funny how the majority of people in these letters are all from school and instead if this was how you were feeling, you could have just switched schools, you could have just told me to stop, but you didn't.

You're going to make everyone else, reading these letters, think that I am a disgusting human being, when all I was actually doing was providing you with a cold beverage. You said ok to the drink and I gave it to you. You never told me to stop, I am not in the wrong. I wasn't the one who told that dude to video tape you. I wasn't the one who put it on Facebook either, so you need to calm down. Stop pointing fingers at everyone, I'm the victim now, not you.

You were the one who started the kiss, I wasn't going to push away a beautiful girl off of me. I mean maybe I took your top off and it wasn't the water, but I wasn't going to stop you and you weren't either. You don't know how much this letter is actually ruining my life. I'm not going to go all suicidal like you did, but do you know how many girls have messaged me about how much of an asshole they think I am? 

You did that! You made them all hate me, even the hot, dumb ones like Brittany called me out. I didn't do anything wrong and now you made it look like I did. I swear Cath, if I ever hear about you again or if I find your grave, you are going to regret writing this letter. I hope you regret your decision because it's honestly one of the worst you've ever made. 

Just remember that in the pool, you were looking at me like you wanted to stay. You weren't hot at all by any means, but you got me feeling some different way. Maybe we're perfect strangers and maybe intellect can change us but come on now, just admit that I'm the victim or else, Cath. I swear you will not rest in peace anymore.