I Told Him No

I was 17. I had recently broke up with my boyfriend and my ex’s best friend asked me to come to his house. I willingly let him kiss me and carry me to his room. I willingly laid in his bed and we kissed. It turned awkward and felt wrong. I told him no pushing on his chest. He started kissing me harder on my neck and chest and getting rough. I moved up to the headboard to get out from under him and tried to get up. He put his weight on me and I froze. He was letting me know it was going to happen and it did. He bragged about it to my ex and others. I never told my truth. Now 27 years later, I am 40 and just last night told my husband of 14 years my truth. My truth is that I told him no. My truth is that I was raped.