Warning…… 18+ due to horrific story of sexual attack.
This is the heartbreaking and terrifying story of a close friend of mine. She has kept it a secret for several months but finally phoned me up this week as she felt she ready and able to tell her story to help other women not to go through the hell she endured.
She says she likes my writing style so wanted me to write it on her behalf. She is incredibly brave to do this and I’m so proud of her.
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“James and I made a connection over a dating app. He was just my type.
Handsome, muscly and dark features. We had been messaging for a few weeks but never met. We exchanged numbers and chatted over whatsapp and Skype.
Eventually he asked me over and I was more than happy to say yes.
I felt we had a lot in common and he seemed to like me a lot and I liked how he made me feel. Special.
He told me he was mid 30’s and had been in the Israeli Army as a commander for 7 years and therefore I felt like I could totally trust him.
We arranged for me to go over to his place one evening back in October and then we would head out somewhere to chat and have a drink.
As he didn’t drive I did the driving and went round to his. I didn’t think of telling anyone where I was going. Stupid I know. But I trusted him. Obviously. Otherwise I would never have gone.
When I arrived at his apartment building he was waiting outside and he was polite.
We had a quick hug and kiss and headed inside. He explained the elevator was out of order and that to get to his place it was on the 13th floor and 27 flights of stairs!!
I groaned inside me but followed him up despite being breathless and frustrated! He was so fit flying up those stairs so quickly. Impressive.
Eventually we got to the 13th floor and he showed me into his apartment.
It was nice. Sparse. Clean. Well kept. He showed me around especially the balcony as I was able to see the whole city from that height. The views were stunning….
We went inside and he poured me a vodka and orange with ice. He had Jack Daniels and coke with ice too. It was nice.
The nerves were going. He had the tv on and disco lights which gave it all a nice atmosphere.
Sitting on his couch i was content.
Never in a million years did I expect from him what would happen next…..
He was on the couch opposite me and we were watching music videos on his tv. We discussed our lives.
He then gets up and walks over to where I’m sitting and sits next to me. That’s fine. He puts his arm around my shoulders. Still okay.
Then I felt a strange sensation. He turned towards me…. Put both hands around my neck and pressed down on my windpipe. I thought he was joking. I saw his eyes. It was no joke.
I couldn’t say anything.
No voice came out.
I felt weak… Lightheaded…. What’s going on?? Out of control…. Help… I can’t… I’m dying…. I fall down backwards onto the couch.
He took his hands off.
I said NO NO. Stop. Don’t.
He has an awful look in his eyes.
The atmosphere was tense.
Dark and frightening….
I was too weak to move and run out.
My mind said get out quick
My body too exhausted to move…
Lying on my back
Trying to get up
But he sees and holds me down…
He’s ripping my jeans off.
Someone help me
No voice come out my mouth…
I try struggling to get away
But he’s too strong for me…
I can’t fight him
But he doesn’t like me fighting him
So again he puts his hands tightly around my neck
Presses down on my windpipe
And I’m slumped…..
Paralysed with fear
And lack of oxygen….
The room is spinning
Everything is dark
Yellow stars dance in front of my eyes
And he’s trying to attack me…
Next thing i come round
And he’s on me
And I am so weak I can barely open my eyes….
My brain is working overtime
I’m trying to think how to get away…..
I remember my phone is under me
I take it out without him noticing
I press the button that videos
And put it back….
I can’t afford for him to take my phone….
Suddenly it hits me what’s going on
And I’m shouting for him to stop
I’m screaming no no no
And he ignores me….
I clock he’s not using protection…
I lose the plot…
He stops and puts a condom on…
Although I have no clue where it was…
He finishes and goes out the room
To sort himself out.
I know this is the one chance I have
He sees me.
Asks why I’m getting dressed
And I say I’m cold
He says hope you are not thinking of going
As I have only just started…
I was so utterly petrified
There was no choice
I had to make a dash for it….
He went to the bathroom and as quietly as possible I grabbed my clothes
And literally ran out of his apartment.
I had 27 flights of stairs to run down
And I knew it wouldn’t be long
before he would after me
So I ran like a lunatic
Flight after flight
While getting myself dressed
At the same time….
I reached the front door just as I heard
Footsteps flying down the stairs…..
So I grabbed my car keys
Dashed to my car and sped off….
I drove so fast
And after a few minutes I stopped
And burst into tears….
I felt it was my fault
I shouldn’t have gone to his place…
There are so many things I could have
To keep myself safe.
So after all these months
And after a lot of pain and consideration
I’ve decided to tell someone my story
So she can write it up and spread it for me….
If my story can be a warning
And a stark reminder what not to do
It will make the whole thing less painful….”
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