Woman's Tale: Escaping Rape

How One Woman Escaped Her Rapist

By Khristina

Let me warn you; this is a spine-chilling tale of a woman escaping rape.

A little excerpt:

I walked into the apartment, placed the glass on the table, and told Marco I needed to head home. He had a small cigar box in his hand and offered me a hand-rolled cigarette from inside, presumably marijuana. “No. No, thank you,” I said. Then he came around the table and stood in front of me. Mumbling something I didn’t understand, he pulled me toward him and kissed my face hard, biting my lips. It hurt, and I tried to push away, but he held the back of my neck with his left hand, pressing my face to his. At the same time, he shoved his right hand down the front of my jeans, undoing my button in the process. I jerked back, but he put both hands on my lower back, pressing me into him. He shoved his hands inside my underwear, scraping me with his fingernails.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. “No! No! No!” I shouted. I stumbled and said again that I needed to go. I grabbed my purse and walked toward the door. “It’s locked. The door is locked,” Marco said. I pulled on the handle and it didn’t budge. Starting to panic, I grabbed a set of his keys off the kitchen table and fumbled through them, but Marco stepped toward me. “Those don’t open the door,” he said, an inch from my face. He had another set of keys that he dangled in front of me then threw toward the bed. “You’re not going anywhere,” he said. He grabbed the scarf off my neck and put it around his own. I reached for it, but he swatted me back. “You’re not going anywhere,” he said again. “I’m not joking.” Trying to appear calm, I told him Lynn would be waiting for me back at the hotel. “This is ridiculous,” I said. “Please open the door.”

The more I tried to reason with him, the angrier he grew. He stood in front of the open patio door and reached for the shutters. It was clear he was going to lock them. A surge of adrenaline flooded my body — it felt like I was going to wet my pants — and I thought, Oh, my God, I am going to be raped tonight. No one can help me. Oh, my God, this is what it feels like.

Read her incredible tale here.