Escape With Me- 18+

Chapter 4

For the rest of the day, I sat through hours of pointless lectures. All trying to convince us on how important our education is. Rambling on and on about how important college is and the whole nine yards. I really wanted to yell, "I don't give a flying fuck about college. I don't even want to go!" So many fucking times, but I didn't. It really wasn't worth it.

After school, Ricardo and I met up at the park again. We were once again sitting on the swings when Ricardo randomly blurted out "are you a Christian?"

"Fuck no," I responded. "I have better things to do than worship someone that, according to the Bible, did some pretty fucked up shit. Like for one, he had his own son sacrificed. And for two, he sent out a flood that wiped away basically everything living. Why would I want to idolize a religion that consists of hypocrisy and deceit?"

All of a sudden Ricardo burst into laughter.

"What's so funny." I asked

"Nothing, nothing. It's just that I've never heard anyone call out God on the bullshit. They are so caught up in faith that they refuse to admit how flawed the religion actually is. And people say God is perfect, and Satan is the monster. But in actuality, it's the other way around. Christians are blind to the fact that God killed over 2 million people. While Satan killed only ten.

God is a jealous being. God wants constant worship, wants to control every small detail of our lives and wants to keep humanity living in ignorance. Satan on the other hand wants us to be free to do what we please. Who is the real monster now?"

"Finally," I said with a breath of relief

"Finally what?"

"Finally somebody understands me."

And the next thing I knew the two of us were making out. Ricardo was touching me in places that I haven't felt before. He laid me down on his jacket. His hands were now on my hips. Excitement grew as he looked me in the eyes. I shook my head in disbelief, still not believing that this is happening.

My heart raced as I tried to imagine how this is going to play out.

"This is my first time," I stated. I don't know why I announced this, but I did.

"Do you want me to be your first?" Ricardo asked gently. I nodded my head yes. "Words, I need to hear words

"Yes," I said. Ricardo smiled softly before bringing me in for a kiss. It was sweet and gentle. It wasn't forcible at all. This is my first time kissing a guy intimately, and I loved every aspect of it.

"Wait," Ricardo said, getting up

"What?" Did I do something wrong?"

"No, not at all. It's just that I want your first to be special not now."

"When?" I asked, trying not to sound disappointed.

"Does tomorrow work? We can go to a hotel."

"Yeah, I'm free."

Tomorrow, I thought to myself, I can't wait until tomorrow.