My Story - The Rape

My story begins in March of 2004. I was a recent college graduate and I had just started my first post college job. At the time, I was having a bit of a difficult time meeting new friends. I had just moved to a new city away from all my college buddies and was very lonely. Then finally around this time I met a girl at work who was my same age. I had been praying for something like this to happen and I was thrilled! This girl, Veronica*, introduced me to all her friends and I began doing things with them. I finally had people to hang out with and suddenly I didn’t feel so lonely. Most of these people worked at the same place as me, and we ate lunch together every Friday. It was wonderful!

Weeks later, on May 2, 2004, something came up at work and I had to work on a Sunday. Because of my job title at the time, the company I worked for could not legally have me work overtime. Since they needed me in there on that Sunday, they decided to give me the day off on Friday May 7 to make up for it. On Thursday the 6th, I was hanging out with Veronica and the rest of the group. I was really excited because I was off the next day and I was definitely bragging to everyone that night since they all had to go to work the next day. Then Mike, one of the guys that did not work with us, asked me to meet him at his workplace for lunch since he’s always left out of our Friday lunches. I thought that sounded like fun, so I planned to call him the next day to get directions to his office.

The next day, I called Mike. Oddly he sounded like he had just woken up. As it turns out, he did. It ended up being the first absolutely beautiful day of the year and he decided to just take the day off instead of going into work. We decided to still go out to lunch, so I met him at his apartment and we went out from there. We had a very nice lunch and shared some wine. He asked me about wine and discovered that I really like it and that it was a topic of interest for me.

When lunch was over, he asked me to stop in his house for one more glass of wine. He said he had just gotten this bottle and wanted to know if it was any good. I figured that one more glass of wine wouldn’t hurt so I joined him in his apartment. He had me sit on the couch in the living room and he went into the kitchen by himself, opened the wine and poured us each a glass.

The next thing I knew, I started feeling very dizzy. I had never felt this way after only two glasses of wine so it was very strange to me. Mike sat next to me and started kissing my face. I asked him to stop and told him I wasn’t feeling well. He helped me into his room so I could lay down. Or so I thought. He actually led me into his room to rape me.

I don’t really remember much of anything that happened after that. I blacked out and then regained consciousness several times. I do remember not wanting to be there, but I felt so heavy and I couldn’t seem to fight back. I felt him slip my pants off and I just lay there unable to move. I know I cried a lot and really wanted it to stop but I felt helpless.

The next thing I remember is waking up in his bed. He was not there anymore. The sun was just starting to set outside the window. I felt dizzy, tired and sore. Just then I heard the front door open. In walked Mike and upon seeing me laying in his bed, he said, “Oh my gosh! I can’t believe you are still here! I got hard just looking at you!” Then he proceeded to get on top of me, hold me down and rape me again. Another blackout came and the next thing I remember is waking up again alone in his bed.

I finally was feeling a bit better and I stood up, pulled up my pants and got myself a glass of water. I was so scared that Mike might find me. All I wanted to do was get out of there. I found him passed out on the couch. I went to the bathroom to find myself bleeding profusely. I cleaned myself up as much as possible, left the house and sped off as quickly as I could.

The rape was an absolutely horrible experience for me. One that I will never forget as long as live no matter how much I try. But as horrible as it was that day, the horror continued with my trip to the ER. I will write tomorrow about my ER visit.

*Names of people involved in the rape story have been changed.