I might have mentioned this in passing in here before but I can't remember. Anyway, me, my friend, and a couple of her other friends got an Airbnb for the weekend for her bday. Two of these friends were a couple I've never met before. They're photographers from Miami that flew up north for the weekend. First red flag right there, since they had only known her a few months. Now, my homegirl is legit beautiful, model status, so she wanted to do a photo shoot before we all went out to drink. All good so far. In fact we all had a great time until we get back from the bars. Everyone is fukked up and pops a molly on top of it (except me. I'm drunk as hell already and I'm trying to keep my shyt together to some degree).
Molly gets popped, Miami people disappear and I'm chilling on the couch with another female friend. Bday girl is rolling and laying on the floor just vibing to music. All the sudden she's like "dizzy4111 come down here." Now, we've always been strictly platonic and have both made it clear that nothing can ever happen between us, so my happy drunk dumb ass cops a seat on the floor next to her. Next thing I know she's licking my face, pulling her titties out, and rubbing on my dikk. I pull back and tell her to chill as does our other friend who's sitting on the couch 4 feet away. I pretty quickly realize this isn't a normal molly roll and she's blacking out and od'ing or something because she's completely non-responsive and just goes back and forth between rubbing all over herself and licking my face. After a couple minutes she's rubbed all her makeup and fake lashes off her face and bit the fukk out her bottom lip.
Y'all I still get the shakes just typing this shyt up a year later. But I'm bored at work right now so fukk it.
Miami couple is still ghost and the other friend I was chilling on the couch with has a full on panic attack and goes and lays in bed trying to calm down. So I'm on my own both trying to help my friend and keep her from basically blackout sexually assaulting me. A few minutes go by and Miami couple shows back up and I'm like "yo, I need some assistance, something isn't right." Keep in mind I'm still drunk as hell and trying to keep my shyt together. I've never dealt with nothing like this, let alone with someone I love. At this point my homegirl has no control over her body, she's flopping on the hardwood floor like a fish, digging her nails in to her skin. Miami couple get down on the floor and put their arms around. I'm thinking they're trying to get control of the situation. Nah, they start fingering her and talking filthy to her. While she's blacked out and hurting herself. I lost it right there. I screamed on them and pulled the bytch off my friend and yanked her away from the dude. I yell for the girl that had the panic attack so she can follow me cuz I wasn't about to leave her alone with these people. We go in to the bathroom, lock the door and run warm water over her. After a few minutes she finally comes to not remembering a damn thing. I tell them both to stay in the bathroom and lock the door. I confront the sick Miami fukks and kick their asses out of my Airbnb immediately.
The 3 of us sit up for a while and my homegirl just can't stop apologizing even though she doesn't remember anything. She knows she was out of control. She'd been assaulted a few times in the past so I'm terrified to tell her about what happened. Next morning I get up, sit her down, and break it down for her. As expected she breaks down and the first thing out of her mouth was "Why didn't you protect me? You're supposed to protect me!" The other girl went in to panic mode as soon as my friend started convulsing the night before so she didn't see any of the assault. So she can't fully have my back over what happened, though she knows I'm a good dude who would do everything I could to prevent the situation. Next thing I know I'm being asked to leave my own Airbnb. Luckily I had a girl that let me crash with her the rest of the day. The whole night I get text after text calling me a dog, accusing me of being in on it the Miami couple. People that were HER fukking friends. I was devastated yall. I haven't cried like that in a long, long time. The guilt I felt on top of the anger I had for those people on top of feeling sick for my friend knowing how bad she was hurting. Thank God I was able to stay with a girl that really cared about me and could help me through that night. I was having some dark ass thought I tell you.
So...why did her IG post slap the sense in to me that I needed right now? She tagged the very people that assaulted her in her post, on some "Thanks for taking my pictures and making my bday so special" type shyt. She holds more of a grudge against me, someone that's held her down for years and never judged her, than the people that sexually assaulted her on her birthday.
Mental illness is a motherfukker, folks. I really love her like a sister but I can't have that kind of delusion and sickness in my life no more.
Damn that's long and rambling as fukk, I'm sorry y'all. I don't think I've ever written out all that shyt before.
I'm glad I saw her IG post though. I have these moments of weakness sometimes and I just needed that reminder that loving someone, caring for someone for real for real, is not always enough.
Such a dope city