I darted up and told him if he doesn't get out I'm going to scream.
Muffled in my pillow I told him he can't do this stop it now! His answer was "well you're 16 now" My heart dropped as I felt his hand slide in my knickers and start groping me. His hand starting to move under my cover and across my hip. I buried my head into my pillow not only to breath again but so he couldn't kiss me. His breath completely over-powering with alcohol. Started stroking my face and playing with my hair. He shut the door behind him and sat on my bed, right next to me. I said no I'm tired I want to go to sleep.but of cause he didn't understand the meaning of no and let himself into my room anyway. He started messaging me again asking me if he could come into my room. I heard her giving him some grief and she told him to sleep on the sofa. So he starts banging on the front door and his mum came down, turned the alarm off and let him in. He then told me to open my window, which I also couldn't as I'd previously ran away in the middle of the night and they locked the window and took the key. I couldn't as the alarm would go off as soon as I opened my door ( thank god). Anyway, I didn't have a clue what he was saying properly so he started texting me to let him in. He was covered in scratches, blood and looked absolutely hammered. I'd been with my boyfriend one weekend, he'd dropped me off back at my foster home at 11 pm and I heard this knocking on my window.
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