Hatred

We were sitting in the middle of my bedroom. It had only been a few weeks and he already wanted this. I said no, tears streaming down my cheeks. He took my hand and I closed my eyes. I felt a lump in my throat and swallowed hard. I knew this was only the beginning. Soon it was me then all of me. Every time I felt numb. Every time I cried. Every time I hated him and I hated myself.