I have been raped by two different people. I did not press charges. In each instance, they were people I knew well. I never thought they would see me in that way, as they were love-interests of my friends, and I thought they liked me as a goof-ball and not at all in "that" way.
It's been something I don't ever talk about or deal with because their assaults meant I "betrayed" and "back stabbed" my friend(s). This is the first time I'm talking about it. I had NO designs on those guys, didn't see them like "that" at ALL, I thought they were my friends.
No charges. Just shock and confusion and shame and conviction that I betrayed a friend who was in love with him. I went to sleep and woke up and... well...
The other was the love interest of a very close friend as well. My sister and I spent the night at his house after going out late. We, in his living room, he, in his room. Then my sister got up the next morning and left to go to her teen shitty food court job and...
I also think it's ironic that each time I was taken advantage of, it's because we were staying somewhere underage because we didn't have apartments yet and so were staying with trusted guy friends- "I'll crash at X's, he won't mind, he thinks I'm just a tag-a-long kid!" Anonymous (Pamplin, Virginia)