The fact that he gave me a half-ass apology, in front of everyone at school. Planned Parenthood, for sure, and soon - they'll check you out thoroughly at a price you can afford. He met my pain with silence, too, and continued despite my obvious apprehension. Obviously only a physician could really assist if there is an issue. It's just a bruise like you would get from hitting your leg, maybe a little worse because the area is so blood-rich. However, the pain could be something like a UTI or other issue, and I do think it is worth getting it checked out given how much you describe it bothering you.
After no response to my desperate pleas, I resorted to whimpering, even crying a little bit.
The Night It Happened
Everyone would look at me differently. If I was in control of it, then nothing else mattered. He got straight to the point- one of my teachers told him what had happened. These words felt unspeakable; I chose to write them down instead. That afternoon, I received a call on my home phone around 4: