Acquaintance Rape Story From Chelsea

by Chelsea

When I was 18 I was in a bar partying with friends nd was dancing with this guy i met...i dont know his name to this day.....I started feeling really wierd so i told my friends I was gonna go home. When I went outside to catch a cab the guy i was dancing with came out nd said he would drive me being the trusting person i was I said sure nd got in....well we started driving in the wrong direction so i told him where i lived nd he kept going....all the while everything was getting blurry...he said he needed to get his drivers liscense in case he got pulled over so i said ok no problem. when we got to his house..( a rundown trailer in a bad part of town)he said come in nd get some water you ll feel again being the trusting person i am i said yes soon as we got inside i felt sick i asked where the bathroom was and as i was walking to it i seen that the back door only had a blanket as a door. when iwas done getting sick i was walking down the hall when he pulled me into a bedroom.....he threw me on a bed nd strated ripping my pants off!!! by this time i was feeling out of it nd couldnt even fight him off ( i was drugged with ghb!) i just kept saying no no no but i dont even think he heard me....he just kept saying you like this dont you? you wanted me all night i knew it!!!! like wtf?! then i woke up nd he was sleeping beside me cuddling me like we were a couple or something..... i remembered the blanket door so i found my pants and put them on...i was sore allover and shaking violently. I was so sick too. then i just crawled to the door nd threw myself out it....I half ran nd crawled to the nearest convenience store nd i swear i thought he was chasing me!.....the clerk called my best friend for me and she picked me up...she convinced me to go to the hospital....that was awful but it had to be done so he would pay!....when the cops got to the house where it happened it was on fire!!! apparently it was an abandoned house nd noone lived there!! His dna wasnt on file nd i had to go through months and months of testing to make sure he didnt give me hiv or aids!!!! ive been in couneslling ever since and have major trust issues with men.....but I am getting better....I just always feel like I cant remember what he looked like so Ive probably seen him and would never know!!!! I just hope this sick monster gets whats coming to him one day!!! thank you for reading and just know that Im not letting this affect me for the rest of my life! I will get past it!

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