Poor Excuse For A 'man'
I just turned 17 and I was dating the best guy in the world. My ex called me up because we were still cool with each other. He asked if I wanted to run down the street for lunch. I agreed and we went. After we went back to his house but as I was leaving he dragged me down stairs into the basement. He insisted on giving me a back rub but I really just wanted to go home. He flipped me on my stomach (take in consideration I'm 4'11" and 120 lbs, he's a big guy) rips off my shirt and bra and rubs my back. At this time I'm freaking out telling him I want to go home. He then flips me on my back and rips my pants off and sits on me so I can't get up. He rips my legs apart and tries having oral sex with me bit I used every bit of energy I had to keep my legs closed. He got pissed and laid on me and continued to rape me. It only lasted about 10minutes bit it felt like an eternity. Once he finished he got up, cleaned himself and threw a blanket at me and told me to clean up. I got dressed and immediately drove home. Never thought of going to the hospital, but I should have. The police did absolutely nothing because I had no evidence. When I told my boyfriend he obviously didn't believe it. But after 2 years, today were still together and were 100% happy. He's my reason to live, my guardian angel.