I'm twentyfour years old now.
I can still remember the taste in my mouth, his flesh, the blood, the cracking sound of it when i tried to bite his 'thing' of. Outside it is raining, a friend said it was supposed to be a rainey night. I didn't believe it, said that was wrong, the sun is to happy for rain now. But I was wrong, I suppose.
Its ten years ago. Exactly ten years to the date.
I was fourteen years old, it was a clear night down town, the Tivoli was there sharing its unhappy ice cream, slush ice's and other smelly stuff. Carouselles too. Me and my friend were going to visit this shit, after a long talk she draged me out, she thought I could need it. I didn't, really, I guess i thought I rather stayed at home and paint, or sing to myself while writing some dark poetry or anything similar to the mood I was in.
We came into the middle, the center of this Tivloi area and looked after peole who'm we might have known. And there he was, I guess he saw me coming cause he stared right into my eyes when I saw him. I took a deep breath and walked towards him, ready to speak him to deaf ears if I had to. But then I came up close, heard my friend call for me, didn't really copy, and I saw his eyes, those green eyes with a bit hazel splashed in the centre of the iris, those eyes that I've fallen inlove with a half year earlier, I choked, stopped breathing and stopped right infront of him. He started to laugh, and his friends too, or should I say, gang?
He walked up right infront of me and leaned forward for my lips then changed way to whisper in my ear;
"Wanna suck on the cock you enjoyed so much?", I was seconds from crying, from falling apart. He backed away a few steps, pulled down his pants and gesticulated with his arms like, come get it, his friends laughed. I didn't, I just tried to keep myself from throwing myself at him, tearing his eyes out, kicking his body black and blue. A deep breath later I smiled and said; " Of course I want to, but not here infront of everyone, im not a showoff, lets go down there...", nodding towards the dark park and the moat. He looked at his friends, laughed and said something like, hell yeah, or whatever.
I started walking, my friend called for me again, I looked at her and said; "its ok. We're just going to chat a bit", yeah chat he said smiling and started to follow me.
When we were beyond those houndish, hyena like eyes for see, I stopped and kneeled, starting to open his jeans and pulled them down, and the white boxers he was wearing, I grabbed it, his 'thing'.
He was hard, horny as hell I can imagine, standing there with a girl kneeling infront of him, looking like ready to suck his brains out. A girl wich he took one of the dearest things from a week earlier, a thing that could have been hers still, hers to save for a moment to remember for the rest of her life, with JOY. Not with disgust and pain.
I just shoved it into my mouth and sucked it, I licked it and almost gagged.
"Oh yeah you whore, suck it real hard"... to bad I didn't warn ya huh? That my mind weren't set on letting you CUM. So I bit it, just as I planned from the moment he whispered into my ear minutes before. I bit so hard i both heard and felt his skin crack open, and then my mouth tasted like blood. God I was high on adrenaline and survival motions.
He SCREAMED SOOO LOUD, and I stopped, stood up and smacked his face with my fist. A nice right hand punch. I ran, I ran as fast as my legs could, up to the Tivoli again, grabbed my friends hand and pulled her out of there, out of the crowd and told her while running to get the fuck out of here and home. Or else they would kill us. I kissed her on her cheek, saw in the corner of my eye as I ran away from her she touched her cheek and saw blood from my kiss, from my lips, I think I saw that she knew what I've done, cause she started running faster then me.

I'm twentyfour now. And I can still taste the blood in my mouth.