So he started telling me some things that my "friends" were saying behind my back. I never expected them to do something like that to me. He told me I don't deserve to be treated like that and to not talk to them. I really want to confront them but he said that was a bad idea. So I just stopped talking to them and I hung out with him even more. I did everything with him, homework, dinner, movies, and concerts. I couldn't think of life without him. I guess I didn't really need my friends because I had him. We did get into a fight one time because he didn't want me doing any activities out of school. I told him he was too controlling. Then he pushed me up against a wall and screamed, 'don't you ever tell me I'm too controlling!' I guess I couldn't complain because all the other times he was really sweet. My friends started contacting me asking me what was up but he urged me to ignore them at a. But they were so persistent. And one day they waited for me to go outside of my house before school. When I came outside they were waiting for me and asked me why I hadn't been talking to them. So I told them what he told me. They said he is a liar and I should break up with him right away. But I couldn't do that because he told me they would say that. So I just left for school and still didn't talk to them. I didn't bother telling them about what he did because I would never have the end of it. It wasn't that bad I didn't even get hurt. I would never rat him out unless I got really hurt. But I knew he would never do that because he loved me. I knew the night before was just an accident, he didn't mean to. I deserved it anyway, I talked back to him, I shouldn't have done that. After that night nothing like that ever happened again, as I expected. Everything was great, he was bringing me on dates, and we were constantly hanging out. There wasn't anything he didn't know about me and vice versa. There wasn't a second of the day that we weren't talking or texting. I was sitting on my couch afterschool and he hadn't texted me back which wasn't normal. Then I got a text that read, ' we need to talk' so I replied, 'what about'. That's when he told me he wanted to break up. I ran outside into the woods behind my house. I felt the tears fill up my eyes but I blinked them back. I gave up and finally let them stream down my face. I called me friends and told them what happened. They told me they knew this would happen and offered no sympathy at all. I mean what did I expect, I chose him over them and pushed them all away. I guess my story doesn't end with a happy ending.
