Been watching the American Pie films for the first time over the past few days, and Kevin (I think it's Kevin - the guy who dates the choir girl?) reminds me of a guy who almost raped me at uni. He just looks like him and I can't help but hate the character for that.
This guy offered to let me stay at his house after a night out because my then-boyfriend ditched me when I was meant to be staying at his house. So I went out with this guy after breaking up with said boyfriend for ditching me (and other things) and he just kept kissing me all night, wouldn't let me talk to my friends (one friend in particular said he was actually scared for my safety at the fact that this guy just wouldn't leave me alone) and I went back to his place which I probably shouldn't have (should have asked the friend that was worried for my safety if I could stay at his - he's still a good friend). So I went back to this guys place and he asked me if I was on the pill. I said no. He said I'll get a condom then. I said no. He kept persisting. I said no at least 4 times.
I have a personal problem that after saying no about 3/4 times and being ignored, I tend to just give in and do what the person wants (which makes me really hate myself and blame myself for a lot of things guys have done to me in the past, when I've said no repeatedly but they've just kept going so I gave up and let them do it even though I didn't want them to). So I gave up and he tried to get the condom on and couldn't and I told him I wouldn't have sex with him without a condom.
So the next day, feeling pretty betrayed by him, I let him walk me to the station and kissed him goodbye (really didn't want to let him know how terrible I was feeling) and then I talked to him about it online later. I TRIED to talk about it rationally, saying that maybe it had been a drunken misunderstanding, and that he hadn't really paid attention the FOUR TIMES that I had said no... He said that that was #######4, that I hadn't said no and that what I was saying was disgusting... Even though I said to him, I'm willing to accept that this was a misunderstanding... But he didn't listen he just said I was wrong to think like I did even after saying no repeatedly...
Not long later I was on a night out again with the same university society and he was there... He kept talking to me and my ex-boyfriend (the same one that ditched me that night, but then we got back together, and were together on this night). I just didn't want to talk to him at all. That night I really saw his true colours. He was talking to a girl from the society and dancing with her all night, trying to "pull" and get her into bed. After hours of dancing with her he tried to make a move and she told him she had a boyfriend. He came up to me and my boyfriend in a foul mood, insulting her and saying she had wasted his time. He spent the rest of the night pathetically attempting to hit on at least 4 more girls, and eventually ended up making out with one and going home alone.
But yeah after that night I didn't feel quite so bad anymore about accusing him like I did. I thought maybe it was a misunderstanding but obviously I was wrong.
Kaz x



