The first time I've told my story.
Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 4:17 pm
Well here goes I suppose, the first time I've told this story properly.
A year and a half ago I was raped by my ex boyfriend. He was in the army and I had gone down to visit him for the weekend. The night I went down I didn't want to have sex with him as I was too tired from the travel and it was pretty late, I also was not up for it the day after as I was feeling a little down. In the evening he went out to get fish and chips for us and when he came back he put them down, pushed me up against the wall and started to kiss me. After a few moments he started to put his hand up my top so I pushed him off me and said we should eat first. He pushed me back against the wall and stamped on my foot and pressed himself to me so I couldn't get away. He told me that he'd waited long enough and he wasn't going to wait anymore.
I have never been so scared in all my life I just stood there petrifired while he rubbed parts of my body that I didn't want him to touch. I tried to duck away but he caught me, threw me onto the bed and pinned my arms down. I think you can guess what happened next...
He lived on an army base and I had to get signed in and out by him before I was allowed to enter and leave. My train wasn't until the next day so I had to spend a night alone with him, in his bed. I was terrified and didn't sleep at all. The next day he acted as if nothing had happened and in his eyes I don't think he thought anything bad had. I was his girlfriend after all.
A year and a half ago I was raped by my ex boyfriend. He was in the army and I had gone down to visit him for the weekend. The night I went down I didn't want to have sex with him as I was too tired from the travel and it was pretty late, I also was not up for it the day after as I was feeling a little down. In the evening he went out to get fish and chips for us and when he came back he put them down, pushed me up against the wall and started to kiss me. After a few moments he started to put his hand up my top so I pushed him off me and said we should eat first. He pushed me back against the wall and stamped on my foot and pressed himself to me so I couldn't get away. He told me that he'd waited long enough and he wasn't going to wait anymore.
I have never been so scared in all my life I just stood there petrifired while he rubbed parts of my body that I didn't want him to touch. I tried to duck away but he caught me, threw me onto the bed and pinned my arms down. I think you can guess what happened next...
He lived on an army base and I had to get signed in and out by him before I was allowed to enter and leave. My train wasn't until the next day so I had to spend a night alone with him, in his bed. I was terrified and didn't sleep at all. The next day he acted as if nothing had happened and in his eyes I don't think he thought anything bad had. I was his girlfriend after all.