Activate My Heart

Broken Hearted One Too Many Times

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Activate My Heart

Chapter One: Broken Hearted One Too Many Times

I always read fairytales thinking that they would give me an insight on love and my prince charming. I saw Cinderella, Snow White and even Sleeping Beauty get their happily every after but I could never get mine. No matter how much wishful thinking I put into the shooting stars, four leaf clovers and quarters that I threw into the fountain.

I always thought that my father and mother’s love was ideal. They had been married for ten years and every day was like the first time they met but it had been a façade. Just three years ago when I was thirteen my father up and left, with my mother trailing behind screaming profanities but one sentence got to me the most,

Ten years Gregory I gave you ten years and you cheat on me with a whore.

It had been odd to think of my father as a cheater but it was true. A few months later the divorce was finalized and we got everything because my mom hired a P.I that followed him everywhere he went and caught him and Nita in the action several times.

I never saw my dad after the divorce he and Nita left with what little he had but my mom still had the P.I, I think she enjoyed the misery my father was suffering with a young expensive wife who he could no longer keep up with his expensive tastes. Last I heard from my mom Nita has been cheating on my dad for months and my mom sent him photos through anonymous mail with Nita cheating on him with a hotter and younger female.

Through the messy divorce, slutty displays of affection in my high school halls, messy breakups my friend go through and empty I love yous, I never gave up on hope that my prince charming would come to me one day.

I once though that my prince charming was Michael Benson football quarterback and the most sought out guy in the school, and for one year my boyfriend but I had been wrong.

When he had first sought me out I had been cautious and suspicious but his heart warming blue eyes caught me in his trap and I fell hard. He had been the perfect boyfriend sweet and charming, always looking out for me and always listening when I spoke. He never pressured me to do anything I never wanted to do and when he gave me his football jersey I wore it with pride in all of his games. His kisses were always soft and gentle always able to make me weak kneed. He was what I thought was a perfect boyfriend.

Around his friends though he treated me as a commodity and as nothing really, and when I confronted him about it he simply denied it and said ‘I’m keeping up with appearances babe.’ I hated it but his flaws didn’t overcome my feelings for him.

For two months I was blissfully happy but all went to hell in one day. We had just gotten into an argument and when he leaned in to kiss me in front of his boys I turned him down and went to my first period class and all throughout the day I avoided him till at lunch he caught up with me. He dragged me into the A.V room and slapped me, screaming at me that I was to never disobey him and that I was his, for a fifteen year old that was a lot to take in. I don’t remember crying I was too much in shock and I tried to rationalize why he did it. I remember it like it was yesterday.

*Flashback*

“Michael let me got I don’t want to talk to you right now.” I was still angry at for earlier but he still held on with a death grip on my arm. He pushed me into the A.V room and locked the door.