Skeletons in the House

Chapter 8

It's the big day! Friday September 14th, 2018 an alternative school decided to bring me in, and I'd be doing my work for that school, so I can graduate 12th grade. I remember meeting all my teachers and only becoming close with two of them my first day, Ms.Monique and Mr.Youngblood my reading, and history teachers. Something was onto me about them, it was just like this big glowing light that I never wanted to leave, well as I was going through with my dad my last period came, I had Ms.Monique again. I remember looking around, and feeling uncomfortable just being there, I started to remember how embarrassed I was that I needed to use a whole bottle of perfume to make the smell that my clothes carried go away. While, everyone was getting settled down their was one last person to enter class, his name was Jorge, it was like this light that shined in my face, and no matter what I did that light wouldn't stop burning my eyes. During class, while I was doing my work I remember him and I making conversation about life, as he gave me his phone to put my social media in. We laughed and worked throughout the class period, I remember nothing could've took my head off of him, it was for a long time that I felt so unhappy, and miserable, then comes this amazing human being. Jorge and I got to know each other more and more, started hanging out after school, and started going on dates he was the light that lit up my room, knowing that I had him I never worried about anything. We got closer and closer, September 28th, 2018 we decided to become official and see where we landed within time, I knew that I just wanted him I didn't care, and he knew that he wanted me. I remember times where we use to talk on FaceTime every time after school, until the next day when it was time to get up for school, I became so happy and full of life off of this human being, who came into my life at such a dark time for me, and made it everything I wanted. When jorge and I use to be on the phone, he would see the way my parents talked to me, and treated me, as if I was the only child in the house. Jorge didn't like hearing or seeing everything that had happened to me in the meantime of us dating, while he was on FaceTime with me, I use to cry and sob late at night to him. I remember him crying, and feeling horrible because their was nothing he could possibly do, we just started dating, he didn't want to jump the gun and neither did I. For both of us, we didn't want to ruin anything, because we enjoyed our time together that my parents let me have for maybe about an hour or two, and even then it had to be out front, couldn't go anywhere. The nights became shorter, and shorter from so much fun time Jorge and I had that we started gradually moving on forward together as a team. It was amazing that I always had someone there, but they never knew my situations except for Jorge this was the first person that I could just stare at, and let everything go just one hug from him felt like an eternity. I deep down knew how amazing, funny, sweet, and caring Jorge was I knew that with him by my side, anything was capable I knew that this was the person I wanted forever with.