‘Nothing, I’ ll be fine,’ I said.
I didn’t want to admit I’d been raped.
But I was anything but fine – when David left, I collapsed on the floor sobbing. Then I called the police. ‘I’ve just been raped,’ I cried.
Two female police officers arrived shortly afterwards and I gave a statement.
‘I think he took some pictures,’ I said, feeling sick as I recalled the bright light.
Next morning, Finley’s grandma collected him and a family friend took me to a clinic, where I was examined and had swabs taken.
I was embarrassed, ashamed, angry – how had this happened? No means no. That same day, Glen was arrested, but released on bail.
I didn’t feel safe, and was terrified I’d bump into him.
I didn’t go out alone, and had terrible flashbacks.
The police kept in touch during the investigation and, in 2015 January, my liaison officer visited.
‘I need to speak to you about Mr Mills’ phone,’ she said, explaining to me that officers had found not only photos – but a few short videos of Glen raping me, as well.
‘I had no idea,’ I said to her, utterly horrified.
When the officer left, I ran to the bathroom to be sick.
The attack was bad enough, but to film it, too? It was sick.
I felt so alone – so frightened.
Thankfully, my mum and dad were both really supportive. I was having counselling, which helped – yet it didn’t stop me having the nightmares.
Finally, at Newcastle Crown Court in September 2015, Glen Mills, 31, pleaded guilty to two counts of rape.
I went to court for the sentencing, to see justice done.
But, seeing him again, I felt as if I could barely breathe.
Mills didn’t look at me, though, the coward.
He was sentenced to six years in prison, ordered to sign the sex offenders register and given a restraining order.
It was a huge relief – the best possible outcome.
But what happened has changed me. I don’t go out as much, do as many things as I can online.
I’m even more protective of my little boy, too.
Though I’m determined to move on, I still get flashbacks.
And, even though he’s locked up, I’m still scared of Mills.
I only wish I’d listened when I was warned that he was trouble.
When I came round, Glen was on top of me
I HAD NIGHTMARES AFTER THE ATTACK