A couple of weeks ago three guy friends, my boyfriend and I went to a party to celebrate a girl friend's 21st birthday. We were all staying the night so we decided to get shit faced. This is not a normal thing for me to do, as I am the 'proper' one out of the group. I'm the one who follows all the rules and regulations, but my boyfriend convinced me to let loose. Anyway, I was offered drink after drink as the night progressed, until I couldn't stand without help. I was ready to go to bed to be honest, and I was feeling rather sick, but once again my boyfriend talked me into staying. "Just one more..."seemed to be his mantra. By 12pm I was gone. Completely and utterly wasted. I only remember patches of what I did. The patches I do remember are not pleasant. I snorted cocaine with the guys (It was white powder, so I assume it was cocaine). I remember that clearly. After that I remember talking to a stranger about Death Note, and how it sucked that L died. When I became aware again the setting was entirely different. I was in a room with my three guy friends and my boyfriend. I remember laying on the bed. My pants were down and the shirt pushed up over my breasts. One of the guys (Let's call him Henry) was pulling on a condom. I remember laughing. I don't remember much after that, but I do recall feeling each boy there (Including my boyfriend) take their turn with me. When I came back to my senses the next morning, I was alone in the room. My legs and arms were full of bruises that looked like finger marks. I instantly felt afraid and violated. I have spoken to my boyfriend about that night and what I remembered. He denied that it ever happened. He said the bruises were his fault and that I only had sex with him that night. Foolishly I chose to believe him. A couple of days ago I found a video on his phone of the incident. It shows him and the guys doing some pretty fucked up things to me while I was passed out. Now the questions I ask is: Is this considered rape? Should I dump my boyfriend? Should I report this? Or am I just overreacting and blowing this out of proportion?

A couple of weeks ago three guy friends, my boyfriend and I went to a party to celebrate a girl friend's 21st birthday. We were all staying the night so we decided to get shit faced. This is not a normal thing for me to do, as I am the 'proper' one out of the group. I'm the one who follows all the rules and regulations, but my boyfriend convinced me to let loose. Anyway, I was offered drink after drink as the night progressed, until I couldn't stand without help. I was ready to go to bed to be honest, and I was feeling rather sick, but once again my boyfriend talked me into staying. "Just one more..."seemed to be his mantra. By 12pm I was gone. Completely and utterly wasted. I only remember patches of what I did. The patches I do remember are not pleasant. I snorted cocaine with the guys (It was white powder, so I assume it was cocaine). I remember that clearly. After that I remember talking to a stranger about Death Note, and how it sucked that L died. When I became aware again the setting was entirely different. I was in a room with my three guy friends and my boyfriend. I remember laying on the bed. My pants were down and the shirt pushed up over my breasts. One of the guys (Let's call him Henry) was pulling on a condom. I remember laughing. I don't remember much after that, but I do recall feeling each boy there (Including my boyfriend) take their turn with me. When I came back to my senses the next morning, I was alone in the room. My legs and arms were full of bruises that looked like finger marks. I instantly felt afraid and violated. I have spoken to my boyfriend about that night and what I remembered. He denied that it ever happened. He said the bruises were his fault and that I only had sex with him that night. Foolishly I chose to believe him. A couple of days ago I found a video on his phone of the incident. It shows him and the guys doing some pretty fucked up things to me while I was passed out. Now the questions I ask is: Is this considered rape? Should I dump my boyfriend? Should I report this? Or am I just overreacting and blowing this out of proportion?
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