Yes yes yes, another story by the great Haruka-Chan212 Please, I hope you all enjoy this one as well as my others.
"Stop fighting bitch. You know you'll like it. Being gay is fucked up. Girls weren't meant to fuck other girls unless there's a guy filling them both." He pressed Haruka to the wall, hard, as another guy ripped at her clothes.
"No, stop! Haruka tossed and turned in her bed, it was yet another sleepless night for the young blond woman. It wasn't often that the memories of her rape flooded her mind. She jumped, her heart pounding against her chest when she felt a small hand touch her shoulder.
She opened her eyes to look up at a small, blond hair, green eyed boy that sat on his knees next to her. He had a concerned look on his face. "Are you OK mommy?" He pouted before crawling up closer to look at her.
A true, loving smile came to the blonde's face as she looked up at her 5-year-old son, Rune. She reached up to brush his hair out of his face. "It was just another one of mommy's bad dreams. Now... What are you doing out of bed? You have your big day tomorrow. You'll need your energy to run around with all the new friends you'll make." She smiled again at the young boy.
"I couldn't sleep. Can I sleep with you tonight?" he giggled when she pulled him close. "Thank you mommy." he crawled under the blankets and snuggled closer to her.
"You know you're the only man mommy will let in her bed. Maybe together we can sleep through the night, right?" she stroked the boy's hair as she cradled him in her arms. He didn't respond. "Rune...?" he slept peacefully already. "Good night my little man." she kissed his forehead before letting sleep overcome her.
My name's Haruka Tenou, I'm 22 years old. You may be wondering who this little boy is and why he's calling my mommy. I guess if you sit down I'll tell you, it's a long story.
His name's Rune, he just turned 5. Yes... 5 I had him when I was 17, still in high school. I'll get to that in just a second. Rune is starting school tomorrow. I think I'm more nervous then he is. I've never left him with anyone but my parents before. Maybe the teacher will let me stay there for a bit, just to make sure he's OK. I think he's the best thing that ever came into my life. I wouldn't trade him for anything. He's my little man.
I race for a living, they say I'm the best to ever climb behind the wheel. Especially for a woman. When I first started racing, I kept my gender to myself. Then Rune started talking and my crew heard him call me mommy. So I had to come clean about myself. It didn't seem to affect much overall. At first I got a lot of shit from everybody for being a woman. They always thought women couldn't race, but I'd seem to have proved by then that I could. My team members supported me completely. And even after all the press criticizing me, I continued to perform as I had before.
OK, well... on to Rune. I bet you're still wondering who he is, right? And where his father is, right? Well I couldn't care less where his father is. I haven't seen him since my high school graduation. You see, when I was in high school. I pretended to be a man. I always thought it would be better to hide my sexual orientation that way. So each morning before I left for school, I'd wrap up my chest, and dress in the men's uniform.
Well…It was September of my senior year. I was in the locker room in the gym, there was, I thought, nobody else there. So I relaxed some and pulled my shirt off to change. But I wasn't alone. There were two guys from the football team that had stayed after class to confront me about the girls I'd flirted with, or so they said. They saw me changing. I'll never forget it. Though sadly each time I think about it I can't help but cry. They approached me and asked me about my bandages.
I didn't know how to react to this question. I tried to lie to them, telling them I have sensitive ribs. They didn't buy it, they wanted to see. One of them grabbed me and pressed me to the wall as the other pulled off the bandages. When… when they got them off, then both smirked before beating me, and raping me. I still have a small scar on the side of my eye from them.
I don't even remember their names now. It doesn't matter. Sometimes I wonder if I wish it had never happened. I couldn't be happier with Rune now… But Rune came from that horrible event.
And because of that horrible event I've not dated anybody. I've been so afraid of getting close to anybody. My parents have tried setting me up with nice girls, but at the last minute I'd always find some way to get out of it. This is also why I'm afraid to let Rune out of my sight. The only people I trust with him are my mother and father. I don't think I could ever trust another person again. I just hope Rune grows up fine.