Normally when your a teen mum life is hard, right?
So why is this easy?
Delilah Jones, a 19 year old girl, just trying to get through life as a single mum whilst having the pressure of looking after her sick mum, maintaining her job, university li...
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Do you ever feel like life is just a dream? That our lives are planned out or it's just some children playing doll, and we are those wooden figures in a small house with stickers and random toys inside.
Just me? Thought so. I've felt like this since I was fifteen, questioning if I was watching the world through someone else's eyes, a fever dream or maybe lucid dreaming.
I haven't always been so...strange? No, that's not the word....peculiar? Nah, still doesn't sound right. I'll stick to anxious!
Life was fair to me, I had a boyfriend, my family, friends and good grades.
When I hit sixteen, my boyfriend was turning eighteen shortly after. I didn't think much of it. I loved him, he loved me. That's all that matters, right?
As of turning the legal age for..sexual activities, he decides to act differently. Always wanting to go upstairs, be alone. I wasn't ready, and I knew that. No way was I going to be giving him my virginity when I knew that's all he wants to do.
One night, he got angry...and I fell for the trap
3 years ago
I'm at a party, my boyfriend Issac behind me. We were dancing, having fun, being teenagers, him drinking, me talking to my best friend at the time, Jess.
Me and Jess haven't known each other too long. We met a few months ago to be exact, we have the same collage course.
Just as I was about to answer to a question she asked me, Issac grabs me by the waist, turning me around.
"Baby, I want you" he slurs, digging his finger nails into my hips. "How about we go up....upstairs"
"I'm not ready, you know that..." I look up through my lashes, trying to ignore the horrible smell of liquor on his breathe.
"Come on, just once....please" he puts his face into my neck, kissing up to my ear. "For me?"
Looking up at him, he gives me a pout. After a few minutes his pout turns into a grin.
Grabbing my hand, he pulls me to the stairs. Shouting to our friends " we will be back guys"
Jess cheers, obviously getting the wrong idea. "Go suck his dick girl!" She screams, resulting in some people look over at her, making her glare at them. "What are you looking at?"
Issac pulls me up the stair case and opens one of the doors in the hallway. Pushing me inside, I sit on the bed and watch him.
"Why won't you have sex with me? Hm! We've been together for two years!" He walks towards me, wrapping his hand around my neck but not tightening the hold.
"I'm just not ready yet. I've just turned sixteen....and as for how long we've been together, your forgetting I was fourteen!"
"I don't care, you ungrateful brat!"
My head snaps to the side, cheek stinging, eyes tearing up. "Did you just...Issac did you just slap me?"
"Look at me!" He grabs my chin, making me face him. "All you have to do is lay there, looking pretty"
"No"
"No? No what" his brows frown, hold tightening on my throat.
"No, i won't have sex with you."
He lets out a chuckle, grinning as he removes his hands from me. Taking off his jacket and belt.
"You will, and you will love every second of it. If not, then you'll be punished"
I try to stand up and walk out, but he just grabs my hand and pushes me back on the bed, making me lay down.
