Love like heaven

IT SUCKS

AUTHOR'S NOTE
GUYS THIS CHAPTER IS NOT EXACTLY GOING TO BE RELATED TO LOVE OR LETS SAY TRUE LOVE. IT WILL BE SOMETHING WHEN LOVE HURTS. WHEN YOU BECOME BLIND, WHEN IT DESTROYS YOU. GUYS GO AHEAD AND READ IT. FEEDBACKS ARE APPRECIATED, PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT.

When I was thirteen this happened with me. I cried all day, all night. I think I was stupid nothing more. I think I was idiot who trusted everyone blindly. I was in relationship with a guy who was seventeen. I loved him, he loved me back. I needed him, he needed me back. My parents were never aware of this relation. I was afraid to tell them.

This relationship caused many distractions but I, I used faced them all easily after all I was good in studies. My parents never doubted it, because each time I had straight A's.

My friends knew about him, they knew about us. They never said no to the relation but they encouraged me. I thought they all were right, only I was over-thinking. But now I think no, I was the one who was correct, my mind was the one, the sense was the one. But all this realization was so late.

One day he asked me to come in physical relationship. I said no. I didn't wanted to.

We were sitting in my room as usually(my parents, they don't remain at home most of the time including this time). We talking about his football game, he came closer, I hesitated as I knew his intentions, I shivered, ice replaced my spine due to awe.

Then his lips touched mine and he kissed. I was horripilated. Then I pushed him back, and I ran straight to my washroom and cried. I remember that day, I shouted, my eyes were red. He was shouting from outside saying that he was sorry and he would never do it again. But I, how can I believe him.

I talked with my friends about this scene, they reacted very normally and said "It okay, it was just a kiss. It doesn't matter. It was just a kiss". Yes I thought, it was just a kiss.

He was texting me each day, calling me each day saying that he was really sorry. I believed him, I texted him back after a week saying- its okay, want to see you.

My life was beautiful, like those in movies, in fairy tales. But in real life these dreams, these fairy tales never ever comes true. All those beautiful thoughts never comes true. To every beautiful side there lies a dark side which is worst than a nightmare. But I wanted to believe that my life was perfect, and it will remain perfect because he was with me.

I was so wrong. So badly wrong.

It was when we were in park. I was talking to my other friend. He was looking at me.

He asked me to come at his house. I said yes. We were sitting in his room. He tried to lift my skirt off and put the hand on my pussy, I shoved him telling that I didn't want him to. He looked at me as if he was going to punch me. But he didn't.

I went straight to my house, crying.

All those days crying.

All those seconds crying.

All those minutes crying.

Next week, I was in lift, he stopped the lift and tried to kiss me by touching my breasts. I begged him to stop, and he stopped after my lips were so swollen, get were so red and my breasts were so hard that you could see them through my top.

When I went home I showered four times to get him off me but he wouldn't go. I felt liye ripping my skin apart because it didn't felt like mine anymore.

He came to house the very next day. I pushed him, I shouted but he came, he locked. He kissed me again, I cried for help, he stopped for a minute and said "Don't worry, you will feel good, I'm doing all for you my love."

Then he raped me until I came with tears fling from my eyes because I felt disgusted at myself for responding to him, sexually. He said "It was because you pushed me."

That day I didn't cry, I didn't shower. I just slept. Because I wanted to escape from reality. I was a nightmare that day, he was harassing me again. I woke up, I.was panting, I was sweating.

I wanted to escape, to fight, to protest. But I was afraid. Afraid of reality, afraid of fact that he was no good for me, he was a sick person.

I texted him, saying "I WANT TO MEET YOU NOW."
He replied "BABE, SO YOU ARE READY? WELL I'LL GET A CONDOM THIS TIME."

I didn't knew how to respond.

Then he came, I was scared. He tried to touch me, I kicked him. I kicked his penis. Hard. He shouted. I told him "It was because you are an asshole, you are a suck person. You can't be my love, you used me, you are the worst person. This us from other girls too whom you raped. You don't deserve a life. You so fucking asshole. Bullshit. Fuck you, for everything you did.

That day I felt so good, so proud.

So guys now you might think that the girl is dumb, and stuff but according to me loves actually sometimes makes you blind, it makes you do things that are worst than nightmare. But true love, no it doesn't.