You wrote:

internventions are not always bad.

and grassing can be good too - but it could very well ruin your friendships because people may see the root of all problems will not be them acting like they are but you taking actions around it.

No, that is something that is a definite no-no , if someone joins a bond with me, they have a lifetime guarantee of trust.
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I'm just worried about their parents. Who, Masha'allah are elderly.

You wrote:

Ofcourse, me personally, I would not have got involved and may even have been envious of the guy :oops:

lol? what do you mean?

Sephy wrote:

I cant repeat wat i said wen i read dat.

Someone pass me my baseball bat -.- ... its the one that says 'BAD A$$ MOFO' on it!! Ima go all medieval on hm n shov a dog up hs a$$ and some bacon dwn hs throat... let the two meet in the middle!!

Girl, watchu thnkn talkn to that perp on ur own? He sounds like a 1st class Slimeball yo! Who deserves to get hs a$$ removd! Jst thnkng abot it P*SSES ME OFF! Guys like that dont get wat shame is or give a sh*t abot da girl. And its f*kd up hw girls keep fallin for these a$$holes. He dnt giv a sh*t abot them or u, they jst meat to hm... thngs to play wit. And it sure as hell aint in anyones culture to do that yo!!

I did not go to meet him. I went to meet X/Y. And, he happened to be there.

Sephy wrote:

Like zdc said, speak to dem hos once and once only. Tell'em wats wat. Tell'em, wat dat perp did. And if dey still wackd outta der minds, den to hell wit them. It jst soo aint worth your time n hassle, u knw wat im sayin.

Yeah dis is Seraphim.

I will try to knock sense into them.

UPDATED:

Yesterday night, I receive a text message, from an unknown number : Hey, how u do?
I reply; Hey, Sorry, who is this?
: Don’t u know?
Me: Not really, sorry. Then I receive one back
: 'Faisal'(I've been spelling his name worng). Then it clicks. X/Y’s so-called boyfriend. As I remember the incident, I don’t text back. I get several messages from F. All of them are irrelevant. Then today morning , I receive one that says
: I’m sorry. I know you’re decent. I understand you wanted to talk about a serious issue, and I’m willing to listen.
Me: ? Total change.
F: Do you forgive me? I’ll help with your problem, if you want.
I reply: I can forgive, Ok. where did you get my number?
F: X.
Me: X? she gave you?
F: I asked for it; I said you were a very good friend of mine. I felt bad for what I did . Sorry. (yes you should, you……)
Me; Ok, No problem.
F: Great. Meet me? I agree, and give faisal a second chance; maybe f is decent after all, and wants to help out.
Me: ok, thanks. Where and when?
F: same alleyway, today, 5:30?

I suggest going somewhere else. Alleyway? Really? We can’t talk properly, that way. He disagrees and says ‘we don’t want people assuming other things. I’m sure you wouldn’t want o be seen with a guy like me.’ , therefore I agree. I tell him, that all 4 of us should meet up, and we can break the ice. After that, he calls, not texts.
“ Maybe that’s not a good idea. I need to understand you first, and where you’re coming from and why.”
So, my hope of putting X/Y on the straight path rises again. I arrive at the alleyway, he’s there. I try persuading him to go to a different location, he says “ don’t worry, no need to be scared, I’m here.” I ‘humph’ and say I’m not scared, I just don’t think an alleyway is quite adequate.
He asks “do you want to come to my house now?” and I fell a negative vibe; though I think it’s just me being a bit suspicious, I knock that idea out of me, and begin to talk.
’as far I am aware, you are having a ‘haraam’ relationship with friends of mine. Plural!”
He says :Leave that for now. Tell me about yourself.
Me: Errm, I don’t understand. We are here to solve a problem.
F: I want to get to know you, before I talk to you, I feel comfortable that way.
Me: If you say so. What do you want to know?
F: what interested you about Islam?
Me: what?
F: why did you choose Islam?
Me: Excuse me, why did you? ( I hate it when people think I’m a secondary Muslim! Boy, is that annoying!)
F: I was born into ,it, ‘innit’.
Me: Yes, so was I!
F: Really? You don’t look it.
Me: Well, you don’t act it.
F: you’ve got an anger issue.
Me: I clearly do not (I smile).
F: Ok, how many siblings have you got? (what?! What has that got to do with anything?) me: One sister, 2 brothers.
It was a really weird conversation to have…in an alleyway?! He was leaning on the wall, and I was just being interrogated.
F: How old is your sister?
Me: I clearly see no point of this conversation. But, 22, and married.
F: Shame.
Me: what?
F: You’re both married, then aren’t you. When did you get married?
Me: Never mind, there you know about me. Shall we get back to the subject?
F: wait, just answer that question, man! Me: Not yet, but in a week or so, I will be. F: So who’s the lucky guy?
Me: Excuse me?
F: your lover. Is he White?
Me: no.
f: Is he a Arab pretty boy?
Me: No, He’s Pakistani, if that concerns you.
F: Liar!
Me: Yes, I’m lying(!)
Me: Where did he pull you? Did he meet you like in a alleyway as well? What was he, like the 100th? Me: Look, when you texted me, I thought you were actually serious! Why are you bullshitting? I don’t have time for this! ( I swear in foreign tongue and walk off.) F: Wait. Listen to me. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me back. F: I’m not bullshitting. He moves closer, I move back, and I swear I could feel my breath going, like with is going to happen now?!!”££?$%^% He was moving closer and closer.
Me: Like, what are you doing? You said you knew I was decent; I’m not like girls who will fall over you!
F: I know you won’t. you’re hard to please. Gets closer; I move back.
Me: what are you doing? F: Oh, I haven’t done anything yet. Funnily enough I respect you.
Me: (Laughing, I know I laugh when I’m nervous) Respect?! Do you even know what that means?
His face is about 4 inches away from mine . His face softens and he looks hurt. I put my shield down; his eyes make me stop the meanness. I feel sympathetic! I hate myself for feeling so! If I could I would slap myself silly because of this stupid habit; feeling sympathetic towards people, just for them to explode in my face! F: You turn me on. If any of my mates knew I was here with you, they would piss themselves. A girl like you. ( And all this other soppy bull, which is so yuk! Please, I’m not that type of girl, whose knees shake, when guys say things like that.)
Me: How many times have you said that? And stop this! I hate you, now move.
F: You don’t know me, how can you hate me, you THING.
Me: You don’t know me, how can you fall for me>?
His head cokes closer to mine, I grab my neck to protect it, again?!“£?“%%*!£¬!££$ This time he aims for my lips, not my neck. Next thing I know, His chops are grabbing onto my lip. I want to move , I want to go, I want o run, to scream, to anything, But I’m scared half of my lip will rip apart if I move. His grip is so tight. I can’t move! I prod him with my hand, He doesn’t move. I close my eyes, gripped in his grasp. I can taste the blood in my mouth! Is pit, spit until there’s no bloody saliva left in my mouth. I look up at him, and spit. I cant control myself, and I’m not someone who often cries,. But, even today, my eyes don’t agree with me. My eyes are streaming. I can feel the anger coming out of my eyes, but not the sadness. Then why am I crying! I can’t show him I’m weak. I can’t stop. (Signature move: slap) .
F says : I’ll be here tomorrow. Same time, same place.

Then, I do the most stupidest thing ever, I laugh. I laugh like a lot. Until my ribs hurt. Until I’m doubled over. I don’t know why! I don’t know why I was laughing! I laugh more. I feel like a slapper. He smiles and says ‘You enjoyed that.’ (No, he has got the wrong idea. What does he take me for?! ) I walk to my car, and look at the mirror inside. My bottom lip is torn. Like really. Blood coming out!?!”£$%%&%^12 Omg! Wedding in like a week. That ugly mark on my neck, and my lip…like this?!?! What will I do?! Is it even worth sorting out X/Y’s mess anymore? I really don’t mean to be selfish, but is it? I keep telling myself, these are the devil’s obstacles, but can I handle it anymore?! I am already losing all my marbles, as You have seen! What do I do? I honestly, thought I will win this battle against Shaitaan.
...what do i do?!"?!$£^%^&%"£$!"
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You wrote:

Some times all of this feels unreal to me.

Maybe because it isnt you living this life?

You wrote:

I assume you wont go to the cops and report an assault?

Tell your friends family who they are dealing with. Only way.

You say it like its so easy. It isn't.
Why on earth would I tel the police? Or family?
Just tell me, do I carry on or not?
Is this guy a devil's obstacle, which i should beat and succeed, or should i stop? Is it getting to dangerous?
I don't know. I can;t think straight. Especially not today.
Many dodgy guys I've met are like this. They say stuff, but They don't actually do stuff.
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Seraphim wrote:

OMFG!!! Report him to the cops!!

Why the hell did you go on your own?? And to that stupid alleyway?? And then you started answering HIS questions??? WTH??? Isha either your really nieve or really stupid!! Have you not been listening to a single thing we've said?? Hes clearly a friggin rapist psycho and you agree to meet him in an alley way on your own??? After he'd already assaulted you????

NO YOU DO NOT CARRY ON!! Drop him, drop the subject, drop your loser x & Y mates!!! They are soooooooooooooooooooooooo not worth any of this! Its getting far far tooo dangerous!!! The situation is clearly beyond your abilities to sort out!!! BACK AWAY FROM IT ALL NOW!

:evil:

I really thought he had changed! I swear! I didn't think he was lying.
And he apologised; which needed a second chance, right?
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He said he wanted to help solve the problem; I didnt know he'd lie about that! I thought he would back off, and stop doing all this stuff. I didnt think he'd attempt anything.He apologised. and obviously, you dont say things, when you dont mean them!
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Look, if I know they're in the rong, I should try to correct it, right?
Regardless of the fact that they're my friends, I would do that for anyone. And, Im pretty sure anyone would do that. It just so happens im the unlucky person"
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Maybe not a rapist, just got active hormones?

Lilly wrote:

=/ =/ =/ =/

you really should TELL someone.
have you told your friends about thaT?!
and stop meeting him by yourself!!!

I know!
Im so stupidddddddddddd! stupid?!¬?"!?"31]2](would you believe i went grammar?)

Lilly wrote:

so what you planning on doing now?

I was hoping you would tell me. As you are the only people I have told about this situation. (Help!)

This time I will listen, and not do as I please,as i landed in deep crapola.

The only other people I trust are my brothers, and I certainly, would not talk about this stuff to them.

Seraphim wrote:

OFCOURSE HE WAS LYING!!! HE ASSAULTED YOU!!! He asked to meet you in the alleyway, that should have sent ALARM BELLS ringing in your head!!!

Ok, i think we kind of established that I'm stupid!

Seraphim wrote:

Are you kidding me??? STOP defending him!! He's assaulted you ONCE already! He's even stole a kiss a WEEK BEFORE YOUR WEDDING!! He's a friggin psycho-rapist!!! You dont believe anything that comes outta their perverted mouths!!! No second chances for f*ckers like him, striaght to the STONING I say!!!

OMG Isha WTH!!! No it is NOT your job to correct other peoples fudged up lives!!! You point them in the right direction after that LEAVE IT UP TO THEM!!! You dont go meeting pervs in the middle of alleys!!! People may go out of their way for their friends IF THEY ARE IN A POSITION TO DO SO. YOU CLEARLY CANT HANDLE THE SITUATION. I could easily drop any guy into a puddle of his own puke becoz im trained to deal with f*ckers like hm, YOU ARE NOT!

Isha please please please for your own safety BACK OFF! You are not equiped to deal with this. You are soo lucky he didnt do anything else!!

Yeah, ok.

Seraphim wrote:

Isha Al-Maghribi wrote:

Lilly wrote:

so what you planning on doing now?

I was hoping you would tell me. As you are the only people I have told about this situation. (Help!)

This time I will listen, and not do as I please,as i landed in deep crapola.

The only other people I trust are my brothers, and I certainly, would not talk about this stuff to them.

BACK OFF FROM THE SITUATION!! GO BACK TO YOUR APPLE PIE LIFE. FORGET ABOUT WHATS HAPPENED AND GET ON WITH YOUR LIFE.

Leave confronting the a$$holes to the professionals.

Yes, but what if he tries to do the same to other girls?! What then?
I can handle it, but other girls wont be able to!
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I cant ignore it, when its right infront of me! I wish I could, but I cant"!