Just when I thought we were having a good time, he leaned in to kiss me. It was very sudden, I was taken aback. I stood up not knowing what to do. "What happened?" he looked offended. "Oh, nothing. I'm sorry, I'm just uncomfortable" I replied honestly. I liked him but that was it, I didn't want to be physical. "What do you mean by uncomfortable?" he stood up and turned me to his direction. "Exactly what the word means, NOT comfortable," I replied stressing on the word 'not'. "You'll get comfortable, I trust my abilities too well," he smirked leaning in again. "No! What the hell?!" I stepped back. "What do you girls think of yourselves, huh? You can get all the fun when you want and ditch people when you don't? Sorry, missy, it doesn't work that way!" he said angrily. "What? What did you just say? What fun are you talking about? I talked to you like three times! Just because I'm sweet to you doesn't mean you should catch feelings for me!" I replied. "Shut up and do as I say," he said as he pulled me by my waist. "What the f***?! Leave me, you creep!" I screamed. "I'm sorry, darling but I cannot" he smirked. I never expected him to be like this. I had a crush on him for two weeks, that's why I agreed right away when he asked me out yesterday. Now, here I am in this historical fort with no one in sight to help me. He was forcing himself on me and I didn't know what to do. I tried pushing him but he was holding me with all his might. I didn't want to be a headline in newspapers for wrong reasons. I didn't want to be another victim of a man's masculinity. How could everyone say men and women are equal when a woman gets so helpless when a man forces himself on her, I wondered. Tears came out of my eyes as he pushed me towards a wall. "God! How could you be so unfair that a man has no weakness at all?" I asked in my heart. Just then a thought came to my mind almost as if it was Him who put it in. I gathered all my strength and courage to kick him in his nuts with my knee. "Oww!" he growled in pain and before he could react, I kicked him again and again in the same place. He fell down unable to bear the pain. "Not all that strong, are you?" I asked, "You do have a weakness," I spat at him with all the bitterness I had in me. I didn't stop at that, I took a rock and threw on his legs fracturing a bone or two. I didn't feel bad at all, trust me. In fact, I'd totally break his head but spared him. Well, not exactly because I did book an FIR on my way home.
Look, I'm no martial artist but I defended myself that day but wouldn't it be great if I were one? I'm going to join the classes soon, who knows when I may need it? If not for me, for someone else. Better safe than sorry. I'd like y'all to be strong enough to defend yourself and anyone who needs it.
Stay safe and strong. And never let your niceness and sweetness come in your way to put the rascals in their place.
Love x