I Didn’t Feel a Thing

He took me, and said,
“Don’t worry. People in love do this.”
He gave me a pill, which made me dizzy.
I didn’t feel a thing.

I was naked when I woke up.
I cried.
There was blood.
“Take this napkin.
When you go home, put a sanitary pad in your panties, take a shower and go to sleep.
Don’t tell anyone.”

He took me a second time and did the same thing.
I’ll tell you something, but don’t tell mama.
He was watching some inappropriate things on his phone and told me to look.
But I refused.

He’s an animal.
I called him once and told him,
“I’m no longer a virgin. Help me cover it up.”
“You’re a whore, and I could never marry a whore,” he said.

I won’t rest until I see him rotting in prison.
Everyone thinks he should marry me then divorce me or leave me,
Just so we could cover it up.
But my mother doesn’t approve.

His family could attack me.
I’m scared of going out or even standing in the balcony.
I’m worried his family would murder me.
They’re upper-Egyptians.

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