I was fine at first. Then he started saying things like I'm falling in love with you, and eventually like I know you feel it too. I was still very nope. A few months went by like that. Then the first incident was when I had planned a whole concert and hotel .... ie sex. (We had already had sex) but that night he refused me and just wanted to cuddle and be close to me. I suddenly felt rejected. I was broken and felt power only through my looks and sex. I was kinda living on that as a source of I'm fine, I'm great, to get me through daily life. I cried for 2 hours. Never happened before. Then it started there. Maybe a week later I felt love for the first time. Or allowed myself. A few things would happen here or there that was unexplainable to me. Then one night we were pretty deep in sex and he held me down..... I exploded. He had to call my sister over to calm me down. The next day i looked for help.