RAPHAEL BATISTA POV

"What are you going to do? Rape me like you did that girl when you were in high school, you fucking scum"

"No. Because I am not a fucking rapist" I yelled at the empty room, my breath coming out in harsh puffs of air.

Her words spoken some days before still felt like acid burning through my mind... It wasn't exactly the way she'd said it, it was the look in her eyes as if she believed I was going to do the same thing to her.

I should despise her for judging me just as the rest of the world did, instead, I kept hovering...