That night. That sad night is something I wish I could forget. Every night I close my eyes I think of that night. It all comes back so clear. The water of the river, the light of the full moon, the sweet sound of the Coquís, the beautiful stars and the horrid shrieks I let out and no one heard. As soon as I remember the tears start to fly. Sometimes I wish I would have just died that night and the pain would've ended.
That night was something I will never wish upon someone. That gruesome night sadly made me who I am today. It taught me to trust no one, to not follow the crowd, that looks are deceiving and that every thing is not what it may seem. I thought that way was an awful harsh way to learn a lesson, but if that wouldn't have happened to me I wouldn't be here today.
People think it's cool and impressive to hang out with older people. I learned my lesson, that its better not to. It all started sitting with my friends. My friend Nicole's boyfriend came to the neighborhood with his friend Chase on their motorcycles. Chase caught my eye the second I saw him. He was tall, he had a light tan, dark and short hair and very appealing. One thing that caught my eye even more was his bike. I wanted him to give me a ride, but I would never tell. Why should I? I didn't know him at all.
Nicole and I decided to ride bikes with them. Since I didn't know him I rode with her boyfriend Jonathan and she rode with Chase. After about ten minutes we went back to the courtyard and just talked. I didn't talk to Chase; I was to shy. Jonathan took him apart to talk to him, mean while I was telling Nicole how I loved his bike. When they came back the thing I never expected Nicole to do happened. Out of nowhere she told him
" Chase, give Heidy a ride. "
I quickly gave her a look that gave a silent "Stop it."
" I don't think she wants to ride with me," said Chase.
I could not help but blush knowing secretly that I really did want to.
" No I'll pass, how 'bout next time ? " I said contradicting my self.
" Come on girl you know you want to, trust me I know him. He wont do nothing. I promise. "
" Okay " I said, trusting Nicole and trusting him. Besides he had an angel face and was really quiet what would he do ? Right ? Right ? Wrong ! Trusting someone else and following everyone else may have led me to the worst decision I had ever made.
" So... how long have you lived here ?" he asked while we were driving around the hills and mountains. We felt the tropical air in our faces and the stars lit up the night.
" About two, three weeks top. And you ?" I answered.
" My whole life and do you mind if I show you the most beautiful part of this part of town ? Don't worry I would never try anything you're just a baby. How old are you? "
"Sure why not and I'm thirteen. How old are you ? "
" Oh, I'm eighteen" he said.
"Oh" I replied.
The conversation ended, and we were riding for about ten minutes when we got there. We went down a very steep hill where the grass was two feet tall. At the end of the hill there was a beautiful river, which had a big flat rock in the middle. We took a leap and landed in the rock. The water was very still you could barely tell it was moving and you could see the perfect reflection of the moon on the water. There were no street lights the only thing that gave us light was the moon and the stars. You could hear the native frogs singing their song perfectly there was no sound drowning out the sound. All you heard was them singing " Coquí, Coquí ". This was a picture perfect moment.
While I was observing the beauty he came from behind me and hugged me. We were awhile hugging then he pulled away just a little, and he kissed me. I wasn't going to refuse the kiss, so I kissed him back. After awhile he just pulled away. He Looked straight into my eyes and suddenly he just pulled his basketball shorts down.
"What are you doing ?" I asked him nervous and afraid.
" Come on, " he said.
" No, I don't do that. I want to wait. "
He got closer and I stepped back. He would try to get closer, and I tried to get away. He got patient and raised his voice. I froze with fear. What was I suppose to do ? There was no where to go. I could not fight. I screamed No! No! No! But no one heard me. I was helpless. After it all was over, I never was the same. I trusted no one.
That experience thought me that no one was going to look out for me. That I had to take care of myself. Thirteen years old but noble.No one fooled me after that. I never learned or felt the feeling of love because of that night. Before that night I didn't even have a first boyfriend. He was right I was a baby, but now I'm still a teenager but my mind is as mature as an adult. I'd rather be alone now, I seek no friends, I want no attention, I keep to myself, I don't laugh like I used to and I don't see things like I used to. My smiles are fake along with my happiness and my tears I build them up till I get home. Besides him, no one has ever seen me cry. I grew stronger emotionally and mentally.
I will always remember June 8th as that night.