My senior year in high school my friend invited me to a college visit/college party. We went to a frat party and after a four loko and a couple beers I was pretty drunk and couldn't find my friend. I met a group of random people who saw that I was lost and they invited me along to chill. When I decided to go in for the night a girl offered to take me back to my friends dorm since I didn't know the way. We ended up dropping by her dorm just to check it out. We talked for a bit, I find out she is super christian and into biology i think and then we start making out. I started fingering her and we were both topless when her friend walks in. We were both pretty drunk at this point so she freaks out and starts crying. She goes and gets in the shower and her other friends who just showed up too, start consoling her. I stick around because I'm freaking out. I guess the combination of being super christian and her being in college while I was still a high schooler didn't bode well for her social status and now that she was caught she freaked out. I talked to one of her friends and when she asked what happened I explained as best I could and then she said I should just go back to my friends dorm and she'll contact me in the morning. I call my friend( who had been hooking up with a girl for the past two hours...) and he stops by, exchanges info with the friend and we go back. Next day I go home feeling like shit but at least the whole ordeal had saved me time from filling out an application for the school since I for sure didn't want to go there anymore. Then the next day my friend calls to inform me the girl is claiming I tried to rape her. He says she hasn't decided whether or not to report it yet. So for the next two months I get phone calls with updates, that were pretty much: "hey, they called, wanting to know this or that. They also still haven't made a decision" This hands down was the worst few months of my life. Since we hadn't actually had sex I couldn't be charged with rape I don't think, but if she reported that I tried to rape her there certainly would have been an investigation and my parents would have found out and my life would have been completely different. I was already planning on having friends and former partners testify on my behalf that I was not the type of person to rape someone, but with cases like these its almost always the girls word valued over the guys. And even if I wasn't found guilty, the news would have spread around the high school in a day an my social life would be fucked. Every day I lived on edge waiting for the next phone call hoping it wasn't the one where my friend announces the girls decision. I could barely motivate myself to study because all I could think about was the fact that if I get charged with attempted rape my life would be over. My parents wouldn't be able to look at me the same way. I don't even know if they would still be willing to help pay for my college anymore if that had happened. I played high school sports at the time and I vividly remember when one day at practice a cop came out to the field. I was so filled with anxiety and I remember thinking "this is it, this is when they call me in for questioning". Turns out he was there for something else that was unimportant but it scared the shit out of me. I couldn't focus on anything other than the fact that this girls decision could wreck my life at any moment. Its been over a year since then and I've never talked to the girl since that night. I occasionally hang out with the friend and he never brings it up. He never got a phone call saying the girl had decided not to report the incident so we both assumed she had decided she either didn't have any evidence that I tried to rape her or had decided she didn't want to ruin my life for her own social gain.
The whole incident was extremely traumatizing. To this day I have never told anyone, and I trust my friend hasn't either. What bothers me the most about the whole thing was everything we did was consensual. At no point did she ever say to stop kissing or fingering her. And although we were drunk, we were still completely aware of what was going on. Yet even then she could claim it wasn't consensual and get me in trouble. It's definitely changed how I approach girls. When I first started talking to my current gf it took me several dates to finally hug, several more to hold her hand, and several more to finally kiss her. I haven't turned into a woman bashing guy with resentment for all girls, but I certainly feel sympathy for the men who have been wrongly accused of rape and served jail time for a crime they didn't commit. I would probably hate the girl for lying to her friends and nearly driving me insane with anxiety if it wasn't for the fact that I'm actually still afraid that she might one day try to get me in trouble, because I have heard of similar situations in the news. It helps to write this out since I've never talked about it to anyone in over a year and until at least 10 years from now I probably won't ever bring it up to people I know irl.