On May 10, 2012, I walked into my best friend's store, just like I did every other day. My friend Rence's cousin, Ziyad, was there. I had never met him before. I was helping out at the store, it was no big deal- I did it every other day. My mom worked there too, but she wasn't there that day. I was an innocent regular ass young nigga, I basically just joked about rape and I never thought that I could be raped, I always thought I'd be the nigga raping if you know what a nigga means. I always said "It could never happen to me." But it did. And to this day, I live with the regrets that I thought nothing like that could ever happen to me. I was doing the cash register, it was a Sunday, so liquor sales didn't start until noon. Rence and Yad sat in the office until noon when the liquor sales started, then Rence and I traded places. For the longest time Yad and I sat in the office talking and getting to know each other. We talked about people, sports, cars, just normal shit, you know? Then he began making perverted comments and I just laughed a little but then he started making perverted comments about me! I was feeling very uncomfortable, I went up to the cash register with Rence. I didn't tell him about his cousin. Now I know I should have.
At about 2:30, Rence sent me and Yad into that back room to do some work. I was back there, minding my own business and doing my thing. Yad grabbed me by my arms and drug me into the bathroom. I screamed. He put this hand over my mouth and started to undo his pants. Knowing what was about to happen I froze. My whole body went numb. I couldn't move. After he was done, he got dressed and walked out of the bathroom like nothing happened. He left me there with my tears. When he walked out the door, he took with him my pride, my security and my dick, I'm not even fucking gay.. I had so many thoughts going through my mind. What if I tell someone and they don't believe me? Was it my fault? I thought Rence was my friend, if he was, how could his cousin do this to me? Not to mention the multiple feelings I had. Shame. Guilt. Anger. Fear. But most of all disbelief. How could this happen to me?