Trapped

Meeting Up

Kristin's POV

A lot of shit has been going on that I can't control. My ex, Cole and I broke up a few months ago and it seems like he isn't even over me. Yes, he had at least 4 girlfriends right after he broke up with me, but I'm not doubting this. He still tries to talk to me and acts like were still together. It bugs me that he doesn't understand that I moved on from him. Cole was always texting me and saying that I was cute while he was with girls. I even told him to stop texting me, but it never really worked. Everyone just asks me 'why don't you block his number?' I usually say 'He needs me for advise.' People find that as BS, well yes that is BS they're not wrong.

~Flashback to the summertime~

Cole and I started dating during the summertime. He seemed sweet as pie lol sounds so cheesy when I said that. I knew him from my school. Yes, I've heard of him but no we never talked. I don't remember being with him in any classes with me. He just randomly texted me on facebook asking if he wanted to hang out. I obviously didn't think before typing, "yes."

We met up on the playground outside of my elementary school. He had blackish hair swifted up in a quiff wih  plain black shirt that goes good with black shorts that included red sneakers. All I wore was nothing important. Maybe a colorful shirt with blue short shorts that was with my black and white sneakers. To be honest I was nervous meeting him.

"Hi." Cole said as soon as he saw me and got up from the black bench as he saw me walk in the entrance to the school playground.

"Hey." I said nervously. Jesus Christ I was so scared to screw up.

"You look cute." Cole smiled at me lovingly.

"Thank you, you don't look bad yourself." Okay this is going good so far.

Cole and I were talking for what felt like hours. I was getting to know him and he was getting to know me. He seemed so awesome I can never imagine him being like this. I learned that he did drugs back than but quitted later on. Everything that he told me was scary. He was fighting depression. We finally had something in common we're both fighting depression.

When I got home from meeting him I couldn't wipe my smile off my face. He was sweet. I never noticed anything wrong with him. I felt in love with him. We kissed a couple of times and maybe made out a little. He isn't a bad kisser.

~Present Time~

I wish I knew what was coming back then. I never noticed anything about him back then. Everything he told me were lies. They still wonder around in my head til this day. He treated me like shit. Worst boyfriend ever! It's sad that he was my first boyfriend, I never expected anything bad happening with him, but it did. Hey, like they say 'expect the unexpected'

It was 3:30PM on a sunday and I was texting my gay bestfriend Mike. We knew each other since we were in Pre'K, but he went to a different school district and met up in 7th grade, we've been best friends since then. He an't a bad kid at all he's amazing actually. We sometimes get into fights but make up a lot. Sometimes I believe he's my souldmate. Maybe he is. Yes, he's gay but best friends can be soulmates. He is like a little bro to me, even though he's taller than me and I'm older than him.

As I was sitting on my bed texting Mike, I got a text from Cole. The text read:

"Hey, can we talk?"

I rolled my eyes. It was probably something about his girlfriend that drowned in a river. Her name was Annabelle. She had blonde straight hair with beautiful blue eyes, perfect body (yes this is coming from a straight girl) she was so sweet to everyone. I heard she died from falling off a bridge, they found her with a wound in her stomach it wasn't big it was tiny I heard. It looked like someone shot her while passing by her on the bridge. Everyone heard a bang and saw her body fall off the bridge. I don't believe that. Before all that happened she hasn't came to school for a couple of days even my ex. Everyone told me 'Oh no your ex has her!' Yes, Cole is crazy in the head but he isn't over the top crazy. I mean like I dated him for a month I don't know. He can't be that crazy, right?

I decided to text back:

"Okay." I was really thinking on the phone but instead he wanted to meet up under the bridge his girlfriend died on so I wrote:

"I'll be there soon."

"Come alone, it's serious." He wrote.