So, I knew this guy named Jordan at my school since freshman year. He was nice to me, and I covered for him a ton even though I knew he was using and selling drugs on campus because I felt he was my only "real" friend. Time goes on, I start to feel like I have to stay his friend because I know too much. Then, one day, (we're seniors now) he offers me a ride home from school. I say yes, we get in the car with his brother, and we head off. He starts smoking, and being curious, I try it. Turns out he dosed whatever it was extremely high, more than its supposed to, and I start feeling really sick. I know somethings wrong. He drops his brother off and drives to some secluded spot and by this time I'm starting to fade in and out, and seizing in between. I'm also having PTSD attacks and flashbacks from all my abuse, so I'm screaming and kicking. He comes into the backseat and I can feel him holding me, and now I'm fading in and out less, only able to see or know what's happening in bits, and everything is extremely blurry. Every time I barely come to for a few seconds, it's something different. I'm holding my phone on a call laughing. I'm laying down. I'm feeling something heavy grab my chest....then my legs....I open my eyes as far as they'll go (barely half open) and see a face pressed against mine, something slimy is in my mouth. I'm colder, there's more air on my skin. Something hurts between my legs. I'm moving, kicking, yelling, someone's telling me to stop fighting. I remember seeing a blurry car window with my head back, almost crying, wishing it would end. Eventually he brings me to my boyfriends house, the next day I come down from the toxic high. I tell Aaron what I remember a few days later with the help of my friend Abby. He asks around, finds our Jordan told his friend Robert I gave consent because I nodded or said yes, he said I didn't say no to Jordan having...53x with me...Jordan finds out aaron knows and comes to the house later in his car yelling. Then, recently, he comes to me and puts a ton of drugs he had in my backpack so he won't get caught. I hand them to the principal. Nothing happens. They know me and my friends said he r@p3d me, about the drugs, and they did nothing. He didn't get suspended or anything. I'm scared and angry and I just need someone to know.