Beat the who raped my friend
I've only told four people in nearly 20 years what I did. I was 17 and living on my own in Indiana. I found out that a girl I knew had been raped. I talked to her about it. I tried to get her to go to the cops but she was afraid. Afraid of the guy, what people would think. What her parents would say. I told her if she didn't want to go to the cops atleast tell me who did it and I would make them pay. She finally did, and told me where he worked. I spent a few days spying on him. We worked in a hole in the wall video store. It was in an old part of town with no parking in front. You parked in back and walked through this little alleyway to the front. I waited until he got off work one night and jumped him in the ally. I beat the s*** out of him. I told him if I ever hear of him even looking at my friend again I would find him and finish the job. I also told him if he went to the cops I'd make sure either I or one of my friends paid him a visit. I put him in the hospital for almost a week. I ruptured one of his testicles and he ending up losing it. I wish it had been both of them. Far as I know he never said a word. I left Indiana just to be safe. As far as I know only five people know what I did. The guy. My friend who was raped. And three people I've told. I'm not sorry I did what I did. I'm not ashamed of it, but I'm not exactly proud of it either.