Police had shocking news for Jessica after her neighbour’s evil attack...
I’d known Glen Mills for a while. We had mutual friends and, when I moved to a new home in April 2014, he was my next door neighbour. ‘How are you?’ he’d ask, stopping for a chat in the street.
People had warned me to steer clear of him, said he was trouble, but he was nice enough to me.
I was a single mum to Finley, 3, and he’d sometimes play with Glen’s kids in his garden. I’d pop my head over the fence to check on him. He always seemed happy.
Bumping into Glen again in the June, we started nattering.
‘Why don’t we have a drink on Friday?’ Glen, then 30, said.
He had a party that night, but said he’d be back by 9pm.
‘I could knock for you on my way home,’ he suggested.
There was nothing romantic between us – it was just nice to have adult conversations every now and then.
So, on Friday 13 June, my cousin David, 23, offered to look after Finley for me while I popped round to Glen’s for a drink.
‘Just a small vodka and orange for me,’ I said to Glen.
Though David was babysitting, I wanted to have a clear head, in case Finley woke up in the night.
Glen and I spent the evening talking about anything and everything, listening to music. It was so easy, time flew. When I checked my phone it was almost midnight…
‘I’m just going to check on Finley,’ I said to Glen. I needn’t have worried, though. ‘He’s fast asleep,’ David said. He even offered to stay longer, if I wanted to go back to Glen’s.
‘Thanks,’ I said, heading back next door again.
Relaxed, I treated myself to another drink. But, a few sips in, I suddenly felt spaced-out. Odd.
Sitting on the edge of Glen’s pull-out sofa in the lounge, feeling woozy, I must have passed out…
When I came round, halfconscious, Glen was on top of me, trying to have sex with me.
Terrified, I tried to fight him off, but it was no use. He was so much stronger than me. ‘No!’ I begged. Only Glen didn’t listen. He tried to have oral sex with me, but I clenched my jaw shut.
As Glen tried again to force my mouth open, I became vaguely aware of a light – a camera flash?
Scared, confused, I couldn’t understand what was happening. Then Glen raped me. I couldn’t stop him – I was paralysed with fear.
When he’d finished, I managed to scratch his back somehow.
As he winced, I seized my moment to push him away from me and escape. Glen said nothing. Completely naked, I grabbed my clothes from the floor, threw them on in the hallway and ran home crying.
‘What’s the matter?’ David asked, seeing my puffy, red eyes.