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What am I supposed to do when the only place in the world I feel safe is literally raped from me?
I was at my friends house, their twins, and the only big brothers I've ever had. I love them both with all my heart, and no where makes me feel like I do at their place. It was a party. And when I party, I tend to party hard. I (and a friend) decided it was time for me to turn in and stop drinking, so she tucked me in to one of the twins beds, Dylan, and left me to sleep.
I came too, I'm not sure how long after, lying on my stomach. I was completely naked, and there was a guy behind me, already inside. I tried to turn to look at him, tried to kick him off of me, but his hand was in between my shoulder blades, and I was drunk. I couldn't get up. I tried to yell, the house was full of people. But he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it into the mattress. He never said a word to me, and he pushed my face into the bed so hard I passed out.
When I woke up I was alone. The same dim red light was on, and I was only wearing my panties. At first I thought it was a bad dream, so I got dressed and went into the bathroom, but my panties were on wrong, and it hurt so much. I went back into Dylan's room and locked the door, I didn't open it until everyone had left. Then I found Dylan passed out on the couch. I took him to his room and tucked him in, then fell back asleep.
I felt a little better with my best friend next to me, but it was a restless sleep. I don't know who the guy was. And I want to tell them what happened, but I don't know if they'd believe me. And I don't know what they can do about it. But everytime I've spent the night since then, I can't sleep. I haven't been able to lay in Dylan's bed since that morning.
I just don't know if I should try and tell them, or what...
I was at my friends house, their twins, and the only big brothers I've ever had. I love them both with all my heart, and no where makes me feel like I do at their place. It was a party. And when I party, I tend to party hard. I (and a friend) decided it was time for me to turn in and stop drinking, so she tucked me in to one of the twins beds, Dylan, and left me to sleep.
I came too, I'm not sure how long after, lying on my stomach. I was completely naked, and there was a guy behind me, already inside. I tried to turn to look at him, tried to kick him off of me, but his hand was in between my shoulder blades, and I was drunk. I couldn't get up. I tried to yell, the house was full of people. But he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it into the mattress. He never said a word to me, and he pushed my face into the bed so hard I passed out.
When I woke up I was alone. The same dim red light was on, and I was only wearing my panties. At first I thought it was a bad dream, so I got dressed and went into the bathroom, but my panties were on wrong, and it hurt so much. I went back into Dylan's room and locked the door, I didn't open it until everyone had left. Then I found Dylan passed out on the couch. I took him to his room and tucked him in, then fell back asleep.
I felt a little better with my best friend next to me, but it was a restless sleep. I don't know who the guy was. And I want to tell them what happened, but I don't know if they'd believe me. And I don't know what they can do about it. But everytime I've spent the night since then, I can't sleep. I haven't been able to lay in Dylan's bed since that morning.
I just don't know if I should try and tell them, or what...