(Throwaway account) This happened two years ago, when I was fifteen.
My older brother was having a house party, since our parents weren’t home. It was a secret, I promised to keep. My brother said I could just stay in my room throughout the whole night and I agreed.
People start showing up at around 7 pm that also included N (25M). I had never met him before, but when I came down to steal some chips, we started chatting about life and actually got along well. He convinced me to go into the living room and say properly hi to the rest. I did that and I started drinking with them.
People started to leave around midnight and I think I went up to my room or something?
I wake up the next morning and noticed some blood on the bed, my stomach hurt and I had some bruises on my knee and thighs. I changed underwear and went downstairs. I saw N and he quickly ran away, when he saw me and said that he had to go home. I asked my brother why he was at our house and he replied that N had stayed the night. I didn’t tell anyone about this and went on with my life.
I randomly met N the next month at a carnival actually. He started to chat to me and I tried to end the conversation, but he didn’t listen (my friends had left me alone). He started asking me weird questions. He also touched me (you know where) and forced me to drink alcohol with him. Suddenly he said “let’s go to my apartment” and grabbed me.
My friends came back around this time and we left for a short bit.
When we returned, he had stolen our things (jackets, bags etc). I got very irritated and my friends told me that it was okay, as long as I was alright. N texted me and said that I had to come to his apartment alone to get our things back. I went with my friends to the apartment and after a very weird conversation, we got our things back. I promised N not to say this to anyone as long as he left me alone. He agreed and did so.
My brother never stopped being friends with this man. I tried telling him what happened at the carnival and he thought I was overreacting (I didn’t wanna tell him about the first experience, when I myself don’t even know what happened).
They are still friends and hang out. N doesn’t come to our house anymore, which was a decision my brother made for me.
He says that it’s more than enough and I’m overreacting for wanting to destroy a good friendship.
Our parents also know (only about the carnival experience) and they told me to support my brother no matter what and that he was nice for not bringing N around because of me. Basically said I was the problem. Idk What to do with myself anymore.