My Rape Story 1

"He was planning to rape me -"

"Why would he ever -Because he knew he'd get away with it- Courtney Summers

For the sake of this story I'd confine my identity to three emojis that best defines me- 🚺😇🤐.So my name is 😇 and I'm a Survivor. Survivor in the Sense that I survived the most unfortunate day of my life,I survived the depression and I survived the cuts which are now heroic scars that reminds me of the sad truth that "not everything that glitters is gold" not even one who ministers by playing drums for the most high(well so I thought). Sometime ago my friend 🦄 introduced me to this dude. For the sake of this reveal,his name is (A), he is a drummer and played for a popular Music minister in Akwaibom state at the time. We had this natural connection maybe because we shared like interests;he drums and I sing (at least very well to impress a large audience). We talked often on phone, had several chats on WhatsApp and kept everything on a platonic dais. Everything was going smooth but we never met. Time went by and he scheduled a Meetup. I didn't consider that a problem at least that was an opportunity to see my boyfriend after a while. I phoned my boyfriend to inform him of my intentions to see (A) when I get into town. He gave his consent and in my sackless heart, I was killing two birds with a stone. Not knowing I was the bird who was about to be killed (I'm a Survivor remember? So I didn't die).

Fast forward to my arrival. I got into town on Saturday and headed for the park where I was to meet with (A). We picked a Taxi Cab down to where he felt was best for our first meeting; A hotel. You might be wondering why a hotel?,why didn't you suspect a thing? Well,walking in my shoes you might realize the laces where made of trust and this trust was so high I never Imagined the possibility of stumbling. How do you suspect a guy who has comments like "man of God, more Grace,I respect you sir,the minister," on his profile picture.

Hmmm....he booked a room for our rendezvous and I was beguiled by his explanation that he needed to sleep after a long night vigil the previous day. Before he fell into his twifaced sleep we talked, watched videos and boom (A) was speaking about how much he "loves" me. I felt slightly uncomfortable but there was still no sign of harm. In a bid to feel better,I phoned my boyfriend to tell him I was coming over to his house and to my dismay,he was out with the keys to cut his hair. After the call (A) asked if I had plans of leaving and not staying over and my response was affirmative.

I had a slight headache and fatigue and as the rains set in, I thought it was best I sleep a bit before my boyfriend calls back.

Till now I can't explain how the rest happened and I still believe I was drugged. Cos I still can't find the explanation that best suits waking up to find (A) trying to undress me. Now fully aware of my consciousness,he applied force and I was helpless and defenseless. With no strength to overpower a man, I resorted to screaming. My screams where hushed away by fingers of the rains that clapped so noisily on the hotel roof. I pleaded and begged but like the pedal of his drums,he pushed me against my will and he had his way with me. Satisfying his animal cravings.

Just then my phone rang. It was my boyfriend calling. Gosh! I hated the world, I hated everything and I bled. He had no remorse until I threatened to involve the police. He kept begging but those words never meant anything to me. I was already scared.

After much persuasion I told my boyfriend everything. The turn out of events weren't in my favor. His attitude changed,I suspected he didn't Love me anymore. My suspicion became reality when he broke up with me.

Well, i said three emojis best defines me, but that was then. I'm a survivor and this suits me best. The Phoenix cos I rise from the ashes.

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