Was it rape/ sexual assault. I can’t forget

When I was 14 I was at my best friends house after a sleepover and we were down in her basement playing video games. Well she told me she wanted to go get the mail and she would be right back. So I stayed where I was and continued to play video games ( I had a broken leg at the time or I would of gone with her and she has a long driveway and the mail box was at the end of it). Her baby Oder brother came down stairs and sat next to me on the couch. He was being pretty normal. He make usual conversation. Until he started to touch my thigh and I pushed him away and told him to stop he continued to try to touch me and I continued to push him away. Then he took his right hand and push my left thigh down with great force while whispering in my ear it’s ok don’t worry it’s ok. Then he took his left hand and shoved it down my pants and stuck three fingers into me ( I was a virgin so it was pretty uncomfortable and pretty painful). I tried to push him off of me but every time I did he would grab my inside and scratch me with his long nails. He moved his hand back and forth inside me what it felt like forever. My body gave up, it shut down, and froze. I think trying to protect me form the reality of what was happening and from the pain. He heard my friend open the front door and he got up and said don’t you dare say anything and if you do no one will believe you. So I didn’t... I texted my mom and told her to come pick me up. Then went home and scrubbed my body for what felt like hour well crying and sitting in the bottom of the shower. It was 4 months till I told my mom and older sister and that was because my mom saw the cuts on my arm and hip and make me tell her what was wrong. I had to go talk to crime victim people and police. But after like a month and a half of waiting the police told me and my mom that we were not going to court and he was not being charged and nothing will happen to him. His family was very wealthy and mine made it work. I had to go to school seeing him every day through the Halls, in the cafeteria, in the library, I seen him everywhere. And all his do was smile at me and say it’s ok don’t worry. And my freshman year homecoming dance he cornered me and my best friend who I called my brother pinned him against a wall and threatened him. I was in the floor having a panic attack. I haven’t received form what he did to me still I’m still a little off If my boyfriend touches my thigh I freak out. I jus t wish he would of got put away for what he did to me. But like everyone says rich people don’t go to jail. And now I have memories and scars to remind me of that day. But in my head I fought him and he didn’t win. I still have nightmares, flashbacks, and panic attacks.