Forever Loved

That Missing Piece

Yes! It's finally time to go home. I'm so happy. Now my ass can get out of these damn high heels. "Val" someone said in a very seductively voice. I turn around to see the mother of all hoes.
"Rachel" I said trying to sound like I knew exactly what she wanted to talk to me about. I can always tell when something's up.
"So are you still coming to the party Trey is having?" She sounded like I had no other choice but to go to that dumbass party that's in a hotel. I think the guys who host it is underage. Well they always are and will ever be. What I mean is Rachel was once a teacher and a wife. Luckily, she had no kids. Now here's her story, Rachel is a redhead with a banging ass hour glass figure. She was teaching at a high school at the age of 26. One day she had an affair with a 17 year-old boy. She claims he seduced her to the school council. They didn't believe a single word of it since they did hear about how things were escalating before someone made the first move. So since everybody knew what was going on with the student/teacher affair, it was only seconds before her husband Robert found out. He divorced her the minute he heard. She came home to her bags packed outside on the porch. Rachel had no where to go. The rest is history.
Now I have to make up a lie about why I don't want to go to the stupid party. "Rachel I can't really go I promised a friend I'll help her with something".
"What is it Val?" Rachel said raising an eyebrow.
"It's my friends daughter. She's uh starting her period and yeah she needs help". Wow I couldn't believe the shit I was saying. I literally have no friends because these days you can't trust bitches foreal. Rachel stand there looking a little puzzled.
"Tell her to fucking plug a tampon up there. Why can't her mother help her?" She said laughing so hard her eyes begin to water.
"Right! I was thinking the same things but you know how virgins are. Well she called me not her mom. She's embarrassed I guess that her mom is going to get too excited and call everybody". Damn, I've always been good at lying. Now I really thought about my first period and how it went down.
"Well okay Val if that's More fun then go I guess". She said shrugging. Yes! Now I have that bitch out of my way.
I made my way to the car. As the car start I turned on the radio. The song pour it up by rihanna came on. I came to a red light. Then I stated thinking about my first time and let me tell you it wasn't pretty. It was my 13th birthday. Chris was already touching me when I was 10. I was outside with my friends. We were practicing a cheer we wanted to share with my birthday guess. It was my turn to finish us off with the classic split. As soon as I did the split I felt a wet spot on my panties but it also felt kind of sticky for some strange reason. I heard a big gasped from my friends. They were looking down so I looked down and seen a big redspot on my white shorts. That's when I thought I realized what happened. I ripped some of my vagina while doing the splits (shut up, don't laugh I was 13). I cried as I was telling my mom what happened. All she did was smile. I wanted to smack the shit out of her and tell her to take me to the damn hospital. "Awww sweetie, your finally becoming a woman. As Chris heard them last three words, his eyes landed straight on mines. I knew since he thought I was a woman I would do more nasty ass things with him. Chris was a good looking athletic 16 year-old boy. He could get any girl he wanted but no he wants to fuck his adopted little sister. Til this day I will never understand his problem. Another car honking interrupted me from my thoughts. I looked in my ridview mirror and seen the owner of the car getting out. Well since its about to be a fight my ass might as well get out. I got out the car and seen a cute ass guy in a black suite with a stripped tie. He had light brown hair. He was wearing shades so I couldn't see his eyes. "What the hell were you doing" his voice was so sexy I couldn't help myself but feel tongue tied.
"I was --- " I really couldn't find the words that I wanted to come out my mouth.
"You were what... sleeping, daydreaming or being ignorant?" You pick one lady.
"Well first off I have a name and its sure not lady". I said with the little confidence I found in myself. He chuckled and took off his shades. Oh my fucking God I was literally going to die. Both of his eyes were a diffrent color. His left eye was blue and the right eye was brown. That's when it hit me. His eyes were just like the guy from Taylor Swifts video called style.
"Then what is your name beautiful young lady ?" He asked as if it sounded more like an apology. I know why he said young like that. It's because I still have my babyface. I'm only 5'4. I could pass to be a high schooler.
"It's Valentina but everybody calls me Val and I'm not that young". I said feeling more confident then ever. "What is your name stranger danger and your age?" I asked trying to be fair in this conversation.
"Well if you really want to know it's Brian. I'm 25 in 2 weeks" He said as proud as any man can be. Yep. A white guy with a white name.....perfect. "Well Valentina what do you do for a living?" He asked. I can tell he was getting interested in this conversation already. I love his voice. You can tell he was Italian.
"I'm a dancer." As those words slipped my mouth, I knew he thought I was just a hoe or something.
"Oh so you're a choreographer I see. That's very interesting. You love dancing a lot I guess." The way he said that made my heart beat faster.
"Yes I'm a choreographer. I'm not big though. So, Brian what do you do for a living?" I was getting comfortable talking to him.
"I'm a CEO of a business. Also, I'm here on a business trip. Well I was on my way but you stopped me." His smile made me giggled a little bit. I can tell he was rich but remember they're all greedy people.
"Well nice talking to you Brian." I said as I walked back into my car. He looked at me with a confused look but then it changed into simple smile.
"Well you too, see you around." He waved at me as he headed back to his car too. I just sat in my car and think what the fuck just happened. He started his car. Then he pulled up right next to me. I turned to see his beautiful face. He winked and drove off. Now I was getting frustrated. Did he liked me? Did he think I was lying about my job? Well I don't care because he's gone now. I can go back to my lonely life.
I parked my car in my parking space.
Damn, I always kept my place clean. It's a onebedroom , one kitchen and one bathroom and one living room. That's all I need since its only me. I sat on the couch and turned on the tv. Love and hip hop Atlanta was one but I'm not a fan. I turned to the next channel to see my favorite show which is Awkward. I've been watching since it first came out. I completely feel in love with matty and Jenna. Their love made me happy and made my day. (Yarn) even though this is my favorite episode, I'm tired as fuck. Instead of me sleeping in my bed like I imagined, I'm sleeping on the couch tonight.