So, a couple days ago I had gotten my heart broken. One of my friends wanted me to go to his house the next morning to hang out. I needed human contact to not feel so bad. I get to his house and everything is alright, we’re playing with his cats and talking. Then, we’re just laying on the edge of his bed when he tries to kiss me, but I pull away. He tried again by picking me up and holding me close, so I went along with it. Soon after he took off my shirt and tried to take off my bra. I didn’t want to do anything s***** so I tell him no and to stop. As he’s asking why he’s still trying to take off my bra so I pull away again. I threaten to leave, but he said he’d stop, so I laid back down. We ended up cuddling, talking and kissing. Soon, I had to leave because I was already gonna be late to work. Right when I say I have to go, it’s silent then he gets on top of me and starts kissing me. I had to go so I wasn’t into it as much. Then, he keeps trying to unbutton and take off my pants, at this point I’m screaming stop and no. He slid his hand down my pants and I was just trying to get him off of me. As soon as I got free, I ran out the front door. He then texted me saying he was sorry, I told him to meet me outside before I left for work. I’m on the verge of tears and he said it’ll never happen again. I’m hurt and scarred, but part of me still wants to talk to him. I don’t know what to do.