I was 20 years old. Had recently broken up with my long term boyfriend and I started hanging out with an old friend [20F] (let's call her K) for comfort. She had told me she was pregnant with her boyfriend (let's call him M) so I stuck around a lot more, would buy her groceries and make sure all her needs were taken care of because their living situation wasn't ideal and he was practically a deadbeat. One day her boyfriend's best friend comes by [22M] (let's call him V) and we all started hanging out a lot. It was great until K and M kept on pushing the idea of me going out on a date with V. I realized he was interested but cut that out the moment I noticed and made it clear I wasn't looking for anything.
Everything was fine until V started causing problems within the group. Pitting me against K and causing his own fights with M. It got to the point that we all had a falling out. At the time we didn't realize it was V's doing but later on he admitted to me he did it on purpose. K said some very nasty things to me, and after all I had done for her, I was pretty devastated. I met up with V to talk about everything. At the time it felt like K and M were the ones creating all the problems and V kept drilling that idea in my head. He made me feel a lot better. In my moment of weakness I kissed him. Just one kiss.
Weeks went by and I started distancing myself from him because I felt bad. I had told him after the kiss that I was sorry but it didn't change the way I felt. He seemed fine at first. Then he got increasingly more erratic with his text messages, randomly blowing up on me because I would be on social media on not reply to him, a mess of things. I had enough one day and told him it was best to cut off communication.
I went on a date with some guy I met and it was great. V found out through stalking my social media and began attacking me via text message. I blocked him because the things he was saying were insane. The day after I wake up to notifications of him tagging me and the guy I went on a date with on posts of him saying "I'm his girlfriend" which was absolutely not true. Understandably the guy I went on a date with called it quits. That was fine but I was entirely embarrassed. I unblocked V and let him have it. He started saying he was going to kill himself and I tried to calm him down. He only got worse and I stupidly brought up the idea to meet up because I was so scared for his well being. He said to come over so we could talk.
I noticed his erratic and unstable behavior but I never possibly thought that he would get violent with me. I got there and he seemed calm. I went up to him and said "Hey... are you okay? What's going on with you" He looked at me, laughed, pushed me down then grabbed my phone. He went through my text messages and started calling me a slut. Texted multiple guys on my phone (strictly platonic friendly relationships) saying that I was a "cheating whore" and even called the guy I went on a date with to tell him a bunch of stuff. All this time I was trying to grab my phone but he kept on pushing me. When I realize how violent he was getting I started running. He threw my phone, grabbed me by my hair, and started hitting me. I tried fending him off but then he grabbed a knife. I began crying hysterically. He started laughing saying "I'm going to give you what you want now" and the rest you can guess what happened.
I didn't realize that when he threw my phone, he had called my best friend J. J heard my screams and everything that was going on, and luckily his girlfriend who is also my good friend had my location via iPhone. They didn't get there on time because I had already run out (I was disoriented and confused after so I just grabbed my phone and drove off) but when we met up they convinced me to go right to the police. They think he physically attacked me but I never had the guts to tell them what they were really hearing. They still don't know. V was stupid enough to send me text messages right after saying "this isn't over" "you think that was bad things are just getting started" so I had more than enough evidence to show the cops.
I honestly haven't said the full story to anyone since this happened 6 months ago. I can't begin to tell you how relieved I am now after writing all of this.