Except for a few scars in some places, I'm okay, now happily married with two little boys. Thanks for the concern, all!
I didn't do anything. I refused to press charges, and the police couldn't do anything after that. I had a friend (big, male) go with me to get my stuff and i moved back into my parents' place. I did, however, dig out my spell book and invoke the Goddess's justice on him. It may have taken a long time, but I did hear about a year later that he's diagnosed with hepatitis, which, fortunately, I have not been infected with. So all's well that ends well, as they say.