I said it would never happen to me.
And it didn't.. not technically,
but it was closer than I ever wanted to be.
It was move-in wee for freshmen at the University of Alabama. The week when you leave the familiar, your family, and friends. You trade that for the "best" years of your life.
I moved into Burke West. My two high school best friends were in a different dorm rooming together. I felt like they had chosen each other over me. I was the reject.
-- Luckily three guys from my high school were going to live in my dorm, just a few floors down. And now that we were away from the politics of high school we could be friends now.
One of the first few nights of Welcome Week they invited me to their room to "hang". I worked up the nerve to go, so I wouldn't just sit in my room -alone- like I had the night before.
Their room was on the second floor
down the front hallway
all the way down on the left side
across from the fire escape stairs
I ran into two random guys, who greeted me as if I was a long lost friend,
on my way down to their room.
Once I made it to their room we all started drinking while we watched South Park
- what all college freshmen guys hold holy. I had to go to the bathroom, and was suppose to go to a designated girls floor so I went to the third floor. When I came back down I bumped into an ogre-like guy who towered over me and was rather intoxicated.
He pulled me into his room to show me all the alcohol he brought with him, as if they were trophies or awards. I wasn't impressed, but that didn't slow him down any.
Soon I was being backed up onto his bed by his abnormally big body,
How did I get pinned like this,
with no escape?
I am against his mattress with his overwhelming weight holding me down.
I try pushing on his chest
Not making any lead way.
-Then his slobbery mouth finds mine
And all I want to do is vomit.
My only goal now is to get his nasty mouth off of mine.
His hands- move over places no one else has touched before
making me ill, once again,
This buffoon is going to win...
He can't, he just can't.
I close my eyes thinking this will block him out.
But
Then I don't feel him on top of me anymore, and a hand is on my shoulder. A guy I met earlier in the hallway, who turns out to be the giant's roommate - and my savior.
I would see that behemoth from time to time on campus, in the cafeteria, or in the elevator.
Making me remember that time, that almost time.
I never thought it would happen to me,
But it almost did.
If that stranger hadn't helped me He would have succeeded,
And I would have been his conquest.
I was lucky.
