Our Love

Where It Started

Varley is a picture of K.Michelle. This is what she looked like.

I was 17 and shaped like every guys dream. In school I was that girl every guy wanted to be with and every girl wanted to be. I stuck to what I loved to do. I was a cheerleader and head of my classes and I mean all of them. My boyfriend, John, wasn't the head of any sports or classes but he was nerd just like me which drew me to him instantly. He was all I wanted and needed. I loved his tall frame, dark skin, and his huge white smile. We did everything together hanging out daily, studying after school and everything in between. I must say, life was good and then one regular Wednesday, we got into a senseless argument over something I felt was small and out of my control. He was upset because of the outfit I wore to the mall with him. It was a black crop top that stopped right above my blue high wasted jeans. As we walked back to the car, visibly upset, he says to me " I see them looking at you". I didnt notice a thing I told him that I didn't do it on purpose but that didnt stop him from being upset. He didn't believe me nor did he want to talk so we rode silently all the way home but of course the arguing started as soon as we got in the door. Five minutes of bickering and the next thing I know, he has me pinned up against the wall. He was so strong and before I could open my mouth to speak, he punched me in it. As I dropped to the floor in agony, my eyes filled with water, I started to cry uncontrollably. As he stands over me he sees the pain in my face and blood running down my mouth, he instantly turned back into the man I knew and loved so much but when he tried to touch me I was startled so jumped and then he hit me again. That night, I took a long hot bath and when I got out I wiped the steam off of the mirror I saw a girl but that girl wasn't me.