A/N: My first multi-chaptered fan fiction! I would really love to hear your thoughts about it in the review box below!

Trigger warning: Rape; and if you have been coerced into doing anything unmoral...it'd be a great time to close this window.

Dedicated to BlowtheCandlesOut and cosmiccastawayuk. Thanks for being my inspiration.

He couldn't decide whether or not to do it. He could imagine the consequences being hard. But it wasn't something he could escape so easily.

He wanted to cry. He wanted to drown in his own tears. No, he wanted everything to end. He wanted the torment to end, but he knew it never would, unless his life ended with it.

He had promised himself that the previous time…would be the last time, the absolute last time he would be coerced into doing this heinous act. He would stand up to them after that. He would open up to his parents; tell them what kind of disturbing things they have been threatening him to do. What kind of disturbing gang he had been forced into.

But he couldn't. He couldn't stand up. He couldn't imagine his parent's reaction after he told them, and most of all…He didn't dare to. He didn't dare to imagine the aftermath.

Coward.

The indecision went on for hours. It was torture to him, the abuse that the bullies put him through, it was worse than being shoved around in school and breaking a few bones. He couldn't do it, his integrity screamed at him. He couldn't do it. He would rather be raped himself than to have to rape somebody else. He didn't want to do it to anyone anymore. He knew how emotionally scarred the victim would be, how the one decision he makes now can save a person from the torture his mind will put him under for the rest of his life.

But his own life was more important.

What are you thinking, selfish? His mind screamed at him, the words burning into his brain. He had watched and read enough about rape to know what it can do to the victim—The dark shade that will remain hovering over the victim's mind, his heart, for the rest of his life.

It's not like you have a choice. It's either that, or you kill someone. It's either you rape someone, or who-knows-what-they'll-do-to-you. You know you can't escape from them. You know the bullies will hang on to you. You have no choice.

He took a deep breath and opened the car door.