My Princess

Chapter 10

Hello darling!!. This is gunna be good.

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"He was my best friend. He was always at my house and I remember having a million sleepovers with him before the age happened, that girls and boys can't do that. He acted like he was always their for me but, where was he? I have no idea. We were nerdy but he was always cute. He was strong. He was possessive of me, which got very annoying. He let me have friends that are girls, but when I found out I don't like girls cause of the drama, I got guy friends. They magically disappeared, and I know He scared them off. He could have been popular and had girlfriends, but he only wanted me. He would tell me it was just to save me from hurt, but really he was just selfish. He started disappearing and I didn't see him much. I was naïve and innocent, for a while he was too. But then the first accident happened. I really didnt see him then. I was always at the hospital for my dad. When my dad finally came home, He showed up again. I was sad cause my dad would never be the same. Then my mom and aunt died... He was there to comfort me... But really it was all an act. I thought he was helping me but I later found he just wanted me to trust him so he would go out with me. I felt terrible for a long time cause I had no one except him, but he would barely listen. He was only good for one thing: protection. Protection from the world, protection from people who thought I was an attention seeker, and protection from my self. I was so close to killing myself, cutting, getting into drugs, and all those horrific ideas, But that was the only thing he saved me from. He acted like he cared but he just wanted a society excepted girl friend. I was blind to this scheme and I didn't realize he was just putting more pressure on myself, by trying to make me perfect. Then once I thought he was helping and I could trust him, he asked me out. I said yes, and since we were already friends, I was soon his GirlFriend. He still was getting me perfect. The thing was he was not perfect- no one is perfect but he is different- he was getting into addictions. Alcohol and drugs, but I was blinded by his 'charm' and 'love'. The reason for this was because he was being bullied at school when I was gone. I give him some sympathy because of that but the things he did got worse. He was being charming, flirting like normal. I thought I loved this guy. I thought I knew him. But I didn't. He took me out one night to a bar. He had never drank with me around, so I didn't even know what he was like when he was drunk... But there were lots of things I didn't know about him. He was soon very intoxicated, and I was just buzzed. But then he told me I should just get drunk and be more fun and forget all the worries. And I did get drunk. I trusted him and loved him and I thought he love me and I always imagined giving my virginity to him. And I did... That night, I barely remember it, but I soon found out that night was the night he was waiting for, then he would show me his REAL self. I got pregnant and told him. He was so mad he hit me, even though the whole thing was not my fault. Then when we were fighting he tried a guilt trick on me. He told me that it was an accident, I could have stopped it, that he wasn't the only to blame. His words got to me, and I believed them. The worst part happened when I started showing. I was 17 and everyone knew I was dating Jase, so if I was in public with a baby bump they would know who the father is. So Jase left. He still had one moral left: loving his parents, and wanting to be respected. He called the baby in my stomach 'the mistake that ruined us, the mistake that ruined him, his reputation, his respect from family, the mistake that he wanted to live without'. I felt guilty, but it was all his fault, and he could have fixed all of those things, but he didn't cause as he always made clear he only wanted me, until I was a mother, and he left... And all my security, and all my hope. Life got more complicated, and I had nothing. I couldn't live with nothing since I now had my dad to watch and I was pregnant. So little pieces fit me into where I am now." The words painfully left my mouth, my story being told to 5 guys who I can now easily trust. I may have gotten lots of mental scars from Jase but I am still just as easily trusting in others. They listened intently and Niall sat by my side for reassurance. He already knew the story and knew how pained I was to tell it.

"S-s-so he-," Zayn cleared his throat, "He is back? And wants you two to be friends?"

"How could someone take advantage if your trust like that??" Liam muttered.

I shrugged, "Life is tough, people are sinful, nothing we can fix."

The guys moods were sad and we just sat there in our own thoughts.

"What am I supposed to tell him when we meet up?" I questioned after a few minutes. The guys thought about this question for a second.

"Tell him that you have something he doesn't." Louis said.

"What's that?"

"You have a beautiful, loving, daughter. You have learned lessons that you would have never learned without him and Joy. Tell him about how you are still a great person even without him. Thank him for your wonderful mistake. Smile, be the bigger person, if he has nothing good to say, don't let him say it," Louis said giving amazing advice.

"I like that idea... And if you need backup just call us!" Harry said.

"But make sure you are safe. You said he had addictions; he might not be safe." Liam added.

I nodded at all the advice smiling brightly. "Thanks guys. And thanks for making me tell them Niall"

Niall pulled me closer to whisper in my ear.

"Good job Princess,"