I was working out really late and I posted which gym I was at on FaceBook for fun and to be funny. Someone I had known for over a year messaged me on FaceBook and told me to stop by to say hi because we havent seen each other in over a year and he recently just moved. I went by and I noticed something was off. He smelled like alcohol was on his breath. And I could tell when he groped me and kissed me. I started feeling weird about the situation. He get to his apartment, locks the door, and rips off all of my clothes. He forced me to do stuff to him. He made me flip over onto my stomach grabbing my hands and he would just slam into me. I cried out to stop, saying no, and it hurts. And all he said was to stop complaining. I moved away so he would stop and I go to the living room where my clothes were and I pick up my underwear. He just grabs them and throws them across the room so I couldn't get to them and he grabs me and went back into his room and he does the same thing again and again. I wanted to cry the entire time. He kept saying he was close and just needed a little longer. I was trying to make him stop by telling him or moving but he would just grab my legs to tie me down. I feel so guilty of going over there. I feel so embarrassed. I never thought that this would happen to me. And it is true that the victum does know their rapist. I'm so worried to be around my mom because I know she'll sense something is up and I can't bare to think of her reaction if I were to tell her. I'm so afraid to have sex now because I can't trust anybody. I'm so alone...