Controlled by love

Controlled by love: the intro

 Welcome to my story, my journey my name is Kaila Hunter, I used to know who I was and whom I aspired to be, I was raised by my strong grandmother who reinforced a strong and independent mindset into me from the age of three, when she took custody of me.

I had never allowed anyone to disrupt my mindset or control my life but then in a non-literal sense I lost my life, along with that mindset that stood dominant in life for twenty-one years.

About three years ago is when I started to lose myself - some may say I was taken, in actuality it was my own doing, not his. However what did I care? I was eighteen years old, about to graduate high school with my first choice college acceptance and I was going to eventually open my own business.

Or so i thought, that dream was no longer possible for me - because of my choices.

Thing's really started to take a turn for the worst, I attended a graduation party hosted by one of the guys in my English class, his name is Adam. Myself and Adam were work partners no more than two times but he still wanted me to come along - I agreed to go, we lived on the same street.

That very same night I met Jayceon, he was Adams' older brothers' friend, at the time he was twenty four years old, six years older than me and trouble, big trouble.

That night I wore my black leather wet look skirt that stopped mid-thigh, a split along the left side exposing my rather large thigh tattoo - my mother had the same tattoo and I had spent this entire year since turning eighteen getting it finalised and perfected, I also learned how to do tattoos also when getting it! I wore a black lace body suit and black hi-top vans.. I could not walk in heels.

Upon arrival at the party I was one of the last people to arrive, I am terrible at time keeping and always late, oops. Music pumping and chatter loud "Kaila!" I heard my name over the music being called from the porch in front of the house, a hand waving in my direction "Hey Adam, thanks again for inviting me," I responded as I met with Adam who smiled and gave me a side hug, "I almost thought you wasn't going to come along, I know you keep yourself to yourself however I admire that you still attend parties and events despite not knowing too many people," he smiled at me, "love that tattoo by the way, you kept that hidden!" He exclaimed poking my thigh. "Can I get you a drink?" I asked him, "that's what I should ask you, but yes if you could bring me a beer that'd be dope, kitchen is right at the back," I nodded and made my way inside, this place was packed! I kept having my arm tugged at to dance but despite this being a party that wasn't really my thing, I preferred to chat and have a laugh. 

My arm had been grabbed quite harshly, yanking it away my hand swung into someones face, I gasped as I turned around seeing this tall man standing at six foot or most likely taller, extremely well built his body, his figure held authority, hair faded, full beard, tattoos' covering his arms and one on his face and neck and he wore a thick gold chain around his neck with a red vest and black jeans with red timberlands on, all I could think was - "shit! I am so sorry, my arm was being grabbed by that guy over there and I couldn't get loose, are you ok?" I said to him, "what guy" he spoke deeply, his voice alone held such authority, "uh that guy with they grey hoody on standing next to the wall... He's um the one staring right this way.." I said turning around to see where the guy that grabbed my arm was, when I turned back around he was staring right at me looking at every inch of my body - he stopped upon my thigh narrowing his eyes to stare at my tattoo. He put his arm around my shoulders and led me towards the guy that grabbed my arm, "apologise to her now," he said with his arm still around me, the guy scoffed and I was moved out of the way, the guy that I accidentally whacked in the face quickly headbutted the guy that grabbed me then put his arm around me and led me out of the house. I was in utter disbelief. The guy that had been headbutted had blood all over his face, his body slumped to the floor, all I could think was 'what the fuck?'