Let's Run Away From Reality, Darling.

Scenario: Mistakes.

Samantha and Jason had now been together for over a year. A year and three months to be exact. Samantha had always kept up with how long they were together because she loved him. But, every once in a while, she would question herself. Does he love me back? Is he pretending with me?

However, Samantha would just shrug it off and go on with counting the days she kept falling for Jason.

She decided to spend the night at Jason's house for the hundredth time, but hoping this time it would be different.. That it would be more than just hanging out.

He kissed her lips, slowly grazing over her body. He had always loved her slim figure.. The way it felt against his own. She ran her fingers through his curly hair, softly grabbing his face towards hers.

Jason seemed to notice that Samantha was acting differently. She wasn't so timid of getting close. This was his chance to show her what he was really into.. What he had planned from the start. Should I take it slow? He just giggled at the thought.

He rubbed his hands tenderly against her thighs whilst she grabbed his face to kiss him hard. He moved his fingers slowly up her body until he reached her hips, keeping a grip. She looked at him, biting her lip. Samantha was nervous, but Jason took it as an invitation.

He thrusted his hips into hers, biting the skin of her neck. Samantha started to feel wet.. This is okay. She thought. We still have our clothes on. He'll take it slow. Jason stopped rubbing against her and reached for the button of her shorts. He looked up at Samantha, and she nodded slowly. She had wanted this for quite a while.. But, was she ready?

Jason took her shorts off and then took off his own. He was already stiff in his underwear, and he knew damn well Samantha was becoming turned on. Her eyes bulged at the image. She tried calming herself down, but it wasn't working. She wasn't ready, but at the same time, she thought she was..

Jason decided to take off his shirt and also Samantha's, not even asking for permission. Jason didn't care, though. He was the dominant one in this situation. She'd have to obey his orders.

He grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Jason rubbed his hard member against her. She became more wet by the minute, breathing heavily. Jason grazed his fingers across the front of her lace underwear, slowly grabbing between her thighs. Samantha tried wrapping her arms around his neck, but Jason wasn't going to let her. He quickly grabbed both of her wrists and held them against the sheets beside her head. She let out a soft cry of pain. "Jason, please don-," he interrupted by kissing her aggressively against the lips. When he drew back, he held both of her wrists with one hand and put his index finger against his lips, telling her to be quiet. This is what she wanted, isn't it? Jason thought, plastering a sly smile across his lips.

He reached for his dresser, still on top of Samantha, to grab some zip ties. Jason tied her wrists tightly around the headboard so she wouldn't be able to escape. Now, he thought, I can get down to business.

Jason stripped down naked, and grabbed onto her silky underwear. She looked at Jason, desperately wanting him to stop. But, of course, he ripped them straight off of her body, and threw them behind him. He laid on top of her, rubbing the tip slowly against her wet lips. She felt him grow larger against her, and she let out a dreadful weep. He kept on with the rubbing anyway, whilst undoing her bra. He took it off quickly, and starting to bite against the skin around her nipple. But, then he thought, What's the point of teasing this girl?, and looked right into her watery blue eyes.

Jason grabbed her thighs, wrapping them around his muscular waist. He thrusted his hips into hers as she let out a cry. This was her first time.

He kept slamming his hips into her own, trying to make her looser. Jason was having the time of his life while Samantha was hurting physically and emotionally.

The night went on, and Samantha was not able to stop him. She knew she would never be able to be herself again. Her first time was not what she expected.

She also didn't expect to birth a child at 16 years old.