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Thursday, May 15, 2014

Harassed

I did not expect our topic last night would make me worry for her this much—also made me angry for a person I do not even know personally (and if I do, heavens forbid what I could do).

I called my friend out of boredom and we first talked about wattpad, songs, icebreakers, and job seeking.  After a while, the subject got serious when I opened something about what she told me last time—I said I was curious what happened to her and to her friend-slash-lover-slash-assumer, why she decided not to entertain him anymore, and why she’s already keeping distance to him. She hesitated at first but then she confessed something I have not thought for once.

*****

One night, the latest incident, she attended a slumber party with friends in one of their friend’s boarding house.  It wasn’t really a party at all, just a gathering with some old colleagues inside one of the rooms. There, also, was her “friend” [let us call him her “friend”, with (“ ”)].  While all of them were just talking, enjoying the matters, suddenly her pervert “friend” leaned forward toward her and attempted to kiss her lips, but she covered them before they hit his.  This maniac made his way to her cheeks down to her neck instead even though she was already edging movements to avoid him.  This man did not stop his attempts and made his hands maliciously caress around her sensitive parts.  She startled but abled to push the guy away. She slapped him then cried as she hurriedly left the room.

I squeezed information further.  I have discovered that it was not the first time she was harassed by this erotic guy.  There was one time when she was taking a bath, the lights went out (she knew someone turned it off) and she was late to realize that she forgot to lock the door. Someone entered—her “friend”.  This maniac said something like, “Kita lang diri. Ano, gusto mo himuon ta?” (It’s just the two of us here.  You want to do it?).  She cried aloud and her board-mates ran toward the room.  Immediately, the maniac went out of the bathroom leaving her still startling.  Her other male board-mates scolded her “friend”.  He said he was just making fun of her… and the fuss just ended there (I could not believe how it just ended there!).

Once, while she was studying, she heard someone sniffing.  She glanced under the table and found out that it was her itchy “friend” smelling in between her legs almost touching his nose to her thing. He just laughed and said it smelled like citrus.

There was a time that her roommates asked her “wala ka may nabatyagan?” (haven’t you felt anything?).  They said that there were times that the guy was touching her parts while she was sleeping.  My friend left the issue undisclosed hoping that a change on him would somehow happen.

One day, she was on her bed.  His “friend”, who had just finished bathing, walked near her.  He almost flashed his part in front of her but my friend managed to close her eyes.  Her lewd “friend” forcedly held her hand wanting it to touch his part, but she vigorously compelled—then he stopped, without any traces of shame on his face.

These mentioned are just some of what this lewd ill-mannered person did to her but these are more than enough for an elaboration to make me disgust for this guy.

*****

Know that this debauched pervert was always saying apologies after doing those things [or better say, after failing to do his malicious intents] and his only excuse was that he was just making fun of her (talk to the marines, man!).  Know also that she was always [very] angry every time he was doing those to her, BUT she was always forgiving him for the grounds that they are friends and she loves him.  Yes, she loves him—I never believed that love could make a person stupid, not until I heard all these.  How unfortunate she is to fall for a libidinous person who knows nothing but carnally molest and take advantage over her knowing that she fancies him.  What I hate most is that, all this time, he pretends to be a gay (what the… for once, I wish I had an extensive vocab of bad words!).

One miserable part is, their board-mates hadn’t said anything to rebuke the guy because they supported their tandem.  Maybe it is just normal for her board-mates to see those malicious gestures. I bet they all have experiences, but still they should be sensitive enough not to tolerate the guy’s lasciviousness.  This is not about open-mindedness—this is about respect.

In their case, the guy doesn’t have the right to touch her—they’re not even in a relationship.  This pervert just assumed carnal affection and as I said earlier, he was just taking advantage—such a douchebag!  My friend is admittedly still not ready for any intimate relationship and of course, also not for make-outs.

*****

Best thing I admire about her is that she never gave in to the lure of the situations.  It somehow eased my worries when she said that the guy never got her all the way.

Before we almost ended our talk, she asked me one thing; what if he comes back, asks forgiveness, and offers friendship again, should she accept it?

My answer is very simple: NO! She may forgive, yes, but must never forget. She must learn instead and ignore accepting friendship again.  I know this will be hard for her, but then she must remember the entire trauma she had.  If that man could do such things [such erotic, wanton, and lewd things], even time can never change his malignity—and may God hinder what worse could happen.  Take my words for that!

*****

Dear friend,

If you read this, know that it hurts me to write all these.  I just could not contain my worries and rage that even my tears could not alleviate them—so came the writing.   It hurts me to imagine what you had been through all this months, years, and I didn’t even know all about these until just last night.  The one I care for was being abused then what do you expect me to react huh? Does he know you?! Does he feel what you feel?! Does he love you the way I [we] do?! NO!  Of all the trust you gave to him, he just reciprocated you indecency.  Believe me, he doesn’t understand you.  I don’t care if he’s your first love—if it never dies, bury it alive as some say. He doesn’t appreciate your feelings—for most, he doesn’t even know how to respect you as a friend, as a lady, as a sister, as a human. You are not a toy… you are not a pig!  So many other persons love you unconditionally.  YOU DON’T NEED HIM!

Take care, please—at least not for me or for other people, but for yourself.

May 12, 2014

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