My Boyfriend Raped Me
I never thought my boyfriend would rape me. I thought he was a nice guy, someone I could trust, someone I could turn to in times of trouble. I thought of him as a gentle giant, a giant teddy bear that I could hug and hold close whenever I wanted. Little did I know, he was a much darker person than I had ever imagined.
It was a cold, winter night, and my boyfriend and I had been out for a date. We had gone to a local restaurant for dinner, grabbed a couple of drinks, and then headed home. We had just enough time to make it back before my parents returned from their holiday, so we decided to stop off at his place for a nightcap.
Once we were inside, my boyfriend suggested that we take things a step further. I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I figured he wanted to have sex. We had never done that before, so I was a bit hesitant. Still, I trusted my boyfriend and figured he would be gentle and kind.
That’s when he grabbed me. He pushed me onto the bed and pinned me down. I screamed, but he didn’t care. He just kept going, pushing himself inside me. The pain was unbearable, and I tried my best to fight him off. But he was too strong. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he just kept going until he was finished.
When he was done, he rolled off of me and went into the bathroom. I sat there on the bed, tears streaming down my face. I felt violated, violated in a way that I had never experienced before.
The next morning, he acted as if nothing had ever happened. I felt like my boyfriend had taken something from me that I would never get back. I felt like he had ripped away my innocence and left me a hollow shell of the person I used to be.
I finally told my parents what had happened. They were devastated, but they promised me that they would get justice. Unfortunately, since he had done it out of love, the law did not consider it rape, and the case never went to court.
I felt powerless, like the justice system had let me down. But I eventually moved on and began to rebuild my life. I was able to find a therapist who helped me get through the traumatic experience, and I was eventually able to forgive my boyfriend for what he had done.
To this day, I still remember that cold winter night when my boyfriend raped me. It’s a reminder of how quickly things can change when you least expect them. It’s a reminder that someone who may seem gentle and kind can also have a dark side. It’s a reminder to always be aware of your surroundings and to trust your instincts.
