when i was sixteen i was incredibly naive and was hanging out with a bad crowd. i had started going out with a new popular guy and after 2 weeks he took me to a hotel to have sex well he was pretty disappointed i couldn't have sex, it was just that time. Anyways he invites me to a party a few days later. As im leaving totally intoxicated I am attacked by a girl I've known for years. We are pulled apart and my sister and I walk down the block were we are once again attacked this time by a group of girls. Our guy friends stop them and we were able to get a cab home. I didn't understand why that happened, why my 'boyfriend' let that happen. I found out that he was still with his ex-girlfriend and the first girl who attacked me was seeing him too. Turns out my attacker was his girlfriends best friend and she was seeing himm on the side. Fast forward a few years later and I once again am in with the wrong crowd, but these were people I trusted. My boyfriend at the time didn't take any bullshit from anyone I guess that's probably why I liked him lol. Anyways we got into an argument and i left him for the weekend and got totally drunk. I came to and there's my ex (the one who got me beat up) telling me to put my clothes on. He walked out and his buddy came in taking pictures with his phone of me in a sheet. I yelled at him to get out and my friends and I left. I told my boyfriend what happened, but said that I passed out. He found out right away who that guy was and to this day my "ex" is still afraid of seeing my more recent exboyfriend. I feel terrible about letting people think that guy assaulted me in my sleep, but I feel that kaarma'a s a bitch and I want him to know how it feels to have people after you.