ANGELA POV
NEXT DAY
Barbeque Sundays are usually my favorite day of the week. I usually spend most of the morning baking or cooking but I didn’t feel up to it today. I think it’s finally hitting me that I was assaulted and the thought of what could have happened if Adam and Robbie didn’t show up is weighing me down.
I felt so dirty. No one had ever so much as held my hand, let alone grope me the way they did. I felt like retching at the memory. All my insecurities about showing my body were now gone. Replaced with distrust of the boys at school. How many of them were like Vince and Raymond? I didn’t want to prejudge anyone, but I would be more wary. My teenage daydreams are polluted now.
There was only one boy I had ever found attractive, and he was out of reach for me. He was now a m
