Just written

Something happened.

It did.

It had to have.

That’s why he doesn’t want me to tell anyone. That’s why he’s insisting that I keep this a big old secret. That’s why he’s so freaked out and pissed off and just wants to escort me out of Santa Barbara, away from him as fast and furious as possible. He doesn’t want to face it, does he? He doesn’t want to admit that he –

That he –

“Rape,” I say.

“Fuck you,” he says.