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First, I swear on my honor and on my life that I'm dead serious and that everything that follows is the truth, and only the truth. I'm really scared right now and can't even get out of my house. I feel horrible, I feel like I have to pay for it and assume my mistakes, but I don't wanna go to jail 
I'm spent the whole day fearing the cops showing up at the door. Now I'm afraid they are on vacations on week-end and will come monday, first hour. I know it's my fault, but I don't understand why it should cost me my entire life!!
Basically, it all happened yesterday, during a party. There were around 20 people. I knew most of them, except two nice girls who were apparently invited by another friend. Not many people were talking to them, since they were all mostly with their friends, so I went to talk to them. There was a brunette and a blonde.
I kept both girls entertained for a whole hour, by myself. I offered them drinks; the blond in particular drank more, almost as fast as me. The other only took two drinks. At a time, two other guys came to talk to us (me and the two girls). They were rude and drunk, but mostly talked to the brunette. I asked the blonde if she wanted to go somewhere else, and she agreed. The brunette apparently didn't mind because I had already shown to be someone trustworthy.
Me and the blonde went to talk outside, and we kept drinking. I was getting pretty drunk and I started to lose tracks of a few things. We started kissing and next thing I know, SHE is inviting me upstairs. I know that for sure because she went upstairs first. I went up, we started to make out, we took each other clothes' off and I asked if she wants to have sex. I clearly remember she said "Yes." I put on a condom (thanks god I did that) and we start. Then, I don't remember much, for the next thirty or so minutes.
Next thing I know, my dick is covered in blood and she is crying - she tells me she is (was?) a virgin and can't understand what had just happened. I tell her we had sex and she doesn't say a word. I try to comfort her, and she pushes me away. She told me she completely regrets having sex, was supposed to remain a virgin until marriage, and did not really want it.
start to feel a bit scared, so I go downstairs. It's still early (1AMish); most people are still there. I don't see the brunette and the two guys. I talk to a few friends, and decide to leave.
Next morning I get a call from a friend; he seemed panicked, and tell me a girl has been raped during the party. Apparently she went to the police.
"-Which one? I asked.
-The blonde. The one you were talking to," he says.
Since I was with her most of the evening, he asks me if I know/have seen anything. It doesn't even cross his mind that I might be the one who committed the rape. I'm just not that type of guy. I'm a calm, reliable, good-grades student. I ask what he saw, especially after I left. Apparently the girl went downstairs and was looking confused.
And now I feel horrible, I don't know what's happening, I'm afraid that my reputation gets ruined and that some people go against me. To tell you how paranoid I was, I destroyed the clothes I had during the party. I don't know much about laws; my plan, if anything happens, is to use my right to remain silent and call an attorney.
I'm spent the whole day fearing the cops showing up at the door. Now I'm afraid they are on vacations on week-end and will come monday, first hour. I know it's my fault, but I don't understand why it should cost me my entire life!!
Basically, it all happened yesterday, during a party. There were around 20 people. I knew most of them, except two nice girls who were apparently invited by another friend. Not many people were talking to them, since they were all mostly with their friends, so I went to talk to them. There was a brunette and a blonde.
I kept both girls entertained for a whole hour, by myself. I offered them drinks; the blond in particular drank more, almost as fast as me. The other only took two drinks. At a time, two other guys came to talk to us (me and the two girls). They were rude and drunk, but mostly talked to the brunette. I asked the blonde if she wanted to go somewhere else, and she agreed. The brunette apparently didn't mind because I had already shown to be someone trustworthy.
Me and the blonde went to talk outside, and we kept drinking. I was getting pretty drunk and I started to lose tracks of a few things. We started kissing and next thing I know, SHE is inviting me upstairs. I know that for sure because she went upstairs first. I went up, we started to make out, we took each other clothes' off and I asked if she wants to have sex. I clearly remember she said "Yes." I put on a condom (thanks god I did that) and we start. Then, I don't remember much, for the next thirty or so minutes.
Next thing I know, my dick is covered in blood and she is crying - she tells me she is (was?) a virgin and can't understand what had just happened. I tell her we had sex and she doesn't say a word. I try to comfort her, and she pushes me away. She told me she completely regrets having sex, was supposed to remain a virgin until marriage, and did not really want it.
start to feel a bit scared, so I go downstairs. It's still early (1AMish); most people are still there. I don't see the brunette and the two guys. I talk to a few friends, and decide to leave.
Next morning I get a call from a friend; he seemed panicked, and tell me a girl has been raped during the party. Apparently she went to the police.
"-Which one? I asked.
-The blonde. The one you were talking to," he says.
Since I was with her most of the evening, he asks me if I know/have seen anything. It doesn't even cross his mind that I might be the one who committed the rape. I'm just not that type of guy. I'm a calm, reliable, good-grades student. I ask what he saw, especially after I left. Apparently the girl went downstairs and was looking confused.
And now I feel horrible, I don't know what's happening, I'm afraid that my reputation gets ruined and that some people go against me. To tell you how paranoid I was, I destroyed the clothes I had during the party. I don't know much about laws; my plan, if anything happens, is to use my right to remain silent and call an attorney.
