The whole summer I worked in Longview at this place called TCIM. Made good money started to act a bit more mature, but little did I know what this year was going to bring me. That summer I met Barvin I never dated a light bright before (high yella) it was different he was older than me but it was something about him that drew me into him. As I was getting to know him Derrick would still text and say sorry, it wasn't like, your cousin lying, blah blah blah. Y'all know how men are. I kept it pushing I wanted to get to know Mr. Hightower. By thanksgiving break I had fell back from Barvin and Derrick because no one knew that I had been raped. It was the week before thanksgiving break I was out with a friend and her friends. She had left to the store and I was watching a movie. Don't get me wrong I knew the people just didn't know this would happen. It was like it all happened so fast I couldn't cry, I couldn't scream, I was just ready to go home and take a hot shower. I'll never forget that night I was so embarrassed and emotionally hurt. When thanksgiving break came around I decided I needed to focus more on me and getting back to normal or what that is. By January I found myself talking to Derrick again I knew he had a baby on the way when I first met him and when his son was first born he asked me to take him to see him and I did. I felt special and it made me feel he was trying to prove something. I should've been smarter than that I know just young, dumb, and well you know the rest. A month later my birthday came around and he took me out to eat, gave me some money, liquor, and got a hotel room. My grades started slipping because I was always in the streets tryna make plays (not with men) and stack money so I could go see Derrick. I never once told him about the assault I just kept it to myself. As I got closer to the end of my senior year of high school my parents started to show a vulnerable side I hadn't seen before. I think all the anger I had built up from being told I was adopted on Christmas Day started to make them feel unwanted and I could see our relationship falling apart until I let out everything about how I felt and it wasn't in a good way I wish I could go back and redo things now.
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The hardest love
Short StoryStarting all over can always be scary and nerve racking. A bunch of restarts on life, new beginnings, betrayal, and fake love can turn a person cold hearted. At the end of the day you find a way to pull through and rise above. The story of my life.
