As I was walking around town trying to avoid being caught by the cops, I had called him seeing if his mom would come get me and stay there. I had nowhere to go. He yelled at me and called me a slut because he believed what these so-called friends of mine had said. I was lost in my own mind trying to figure out what to do. Where was I going to go? Who can I call and who would let me stay. I had no one. Between worrying about where to go and what had happened I had lost it. I walked around all night until it was light out and I started to walk home.
I had gotten home and my mom had asked me if I had. I said yes and went on my way trying not to give away how I really felt or to have to talk about what happen.