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- He told me on Monday that he confessed to a girl and she politely rejected him

- Ever since then, he's acted slightly different...

- He randomly blurted out at lunch with my friends asking me if I send nudes. I said no, and I was really taken aback and caught off guard,

- He opened up to me about his grandfather after I told him mine was dying and he admitted that he never cried more in his life. I found that interesting that he would open up to me seeing as guys usually don't like to admit they cry.

- He likes messing with me sometimes. Like today, he just stared at me goofily. I got up and walked across the classroom to do something and he just turned in his chair to continue staring at me. 😂😂 I walked up to him and asked if he had a problem and he said nope. I went to sit down and I felt his stare still. I glanced at him, and he maintained his goofy stare. I just broke down laughing silently and he did too.

- At lunch, I sit next to him and he pointed to this one girl and said she had told his friend that the she wanted his dick. But he said no she's gross bc she's a slut. Why would he just casually tell me that?
- I swear I've seen him look at my butt a couple times too.

- One time at lunch I called myself fat, and just leaned in towards me and cupped one hand on the side of his mouth and told me not to call myself fat bc I'm not.

Whats your interpretation?

I moved up to my boyfriend in New York after we got back together in June this year. Things were going on okay till I started to feel uncomfortable being sexual around him. He started to make me feel bad because I didn't want to and some nights I would wake up to him trying to spread my legs or keep asking me to have sex with him. Here and there I would let him even though I didn't want to. A few times I try to express myself to him and he would cut me off and leave, which led me to have a few anxiety attacks.
On the 11th of September @3 in the morning I made a little joke, "It's early in the morning I'll use my toy tonight you can go back to sleep" and thought he would kid around with me Instead I get this sharp pain on my thigh. Took me a minute to realize he slapped me after he raised his voice at me. I asked him why he hit me and his response was "I didn't hit you I was trying to tap your butt, but missed." Since that night I couldn't sleep, I didn't feel loved or want to be there anymore. I thought he changed after high school.
In our Senior year late January of 2014 he raped me, but said he was just "playing around and didn't mean to do it." This incident led me to depression and bad habits.
So after he hit me (present) I started to get depressed again, having anxiety, and had nobody to talk to. Since I got there I was mostly down in the basement for the two months I stayed there with nothing to do beside watch youtube videos. I made a mistake in sending a guy photos of me (bad habit), yes I do know it's a form of cheating I made a mistake :(. Soon he found out and told his family and friend what I did and made and a lie; for 3 days I was getting mistreated without knowing why until the day I left. Ever since then his whole family been sending me messages. I feel hurt because they never gave me a chance to speak and when I finally said something they call me a cheater, a scum, slut, liar. While he is the Angel and hero in everybody's eyes. What should I do?