Chapter three

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Over time Maggie started to be more and more okay with everything. But what was sad about that is every time Maggie became more okay with it, I started losing feelings for Nate. Why that happened, no one will know, but it devastated Nate and I more than anything. Talking became a struggle, we never saw each other, and all we ever did was fight. We tried to fix it, but the more we tried the worse it got. For months and months we were on and off. I'm not sure how we got to that point.
Christmas break of freshman year I lost my virginity, but it wasn't to Nate. I called him crying, but there was no answer. When he did answer, I had never seen him more upset with me than in the moment.
It was a week or two before we talked again. We both got drunk, he called me and we talked for hours. This was the moment that our drunk mouths voiced our sober thoughts.
We were together for about 2 months until the next tumble in the road. This time things took a hard turn. There was no talking for a long time. It was more than halfway through summer that we said something to each other. When I came back home from Colorado he picked me up from the airport. We drove around and held hands and just soaked up the time that we missed.
After school started we would hang out a few times during the week and on the weekends. It was so much easier now that he could drive, we saw each other all the time. But something just wasn't right. When homecoming came around things got rocky. We started to fight a lot and we got back into our old habits. I tried to convince myself that it could work but I knew it couldn't. This was when we decided we wouldn't do this anymore. Going off and on was just too much pain for what it was worth.

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