Hours later, we were all back at home in an awkward silence. Mark was cooking in the kitchen. William was doing whatever he was doing in his bedroom, and Mom just got back to work. She sat next to me on the couch.
"How was the checkup with Mark?". She asked after looking at me for some time, but my eyes were glued to the television. I acted like I didn't notice her.
"Awful, disgusting, and humiliating." I said all the words popping into my mind at the moment.
"Aww, what happened?". She asked like she was concerned, but I knew she was just acting.
"I'm not happy with how he touched me down there." I told her the truth, I was not happy besides the fact that he was older than me, and he kind of fingered me for a while. I swear that he did it on purpose, and I may not know how that was me
