6: when it loves, complicated.

So one day me and Maxwell were just in each other's arms hanging out tickling each other and doing that stuff someone approaches him , the guy looked very shady he had a tattoo on his face and a lot of scars on his face. I immediately walk away to leave them alone,then Maxwell came back with a plastic bag . I was very scared what was in it, the worst bit was when we got home he pulled out a couple of pills. I couldn't believe what my boyfriend was doing taking drugs! I told him to stop but he was already to stoned to understand, that's when things got too handsy. he gripped my waist and wouldn't let go what so ever I wanted to scream but who would save me where alone in a bedroom that has nobody else there. I cried as it happened in pleasure and pain. I woke up in nothing but a t-shirt that had Maxwell's scent on it. Maxwell was still high as a kite so he proceeded to continue on what happened yesterday. I kept scratching the walls till my voice and my nails were dead.i saw many hickeys on my neck, it went all the way down I was destroyed.I cried and cried for hours then Maxwell who looked horrible woke up noticing my body he says it didn't mean to and massaged my back