I glared at myself in the mirror, the person I have become isn't who I want to be. My name is Ava Grace Harper, people tend to call me Ava Grace. This is my story of "first love".
My deep thoughts and glued like glare in the mirror came to a cease when I heard a buzz, it was a notification from Lily on Snapchat. I opened it, of course it was her smoking. Smoking is a huge part of my life, it's like my best friend sometimes. It's also my worst enemy. I like the state of not giving a shit. I swipe left to see what my friends are up to on their stories, after about 7 stories I come across Eva's story, and of course it's him. My heart drops to the very bottom of my stomach. You know when you get that dreadful ache in your stomach when you see something or someone that upsets you. Every time I see him I feel that, fuck. My blood rushes, my heart strikes faster and faster, I feel my anxiety overtaking my body. I fling my phone across the room and run into my bathroom. I slam the door shut, and collapse into a ball on the floor. A month, a whole month since we've broken up. If I get the slightest look at him I fall apart. Sitting on the floor crying, I close my eyes and see him. I see the stupid fucking memories. The moments I made, hoping would never be something i'd look back at and regret.
"Ava! Unlock the door, now!" my mother shouted, obvious concern in her voice. I felt weak, I couldn't see much, I really just wanted to be left alone but I knew it wouldn't go well if I didn't unlock the door. A split second after I opened the door she came right in and glared at me.
"What is going on, Ava. You've been like this forever. You need to get over this boy, I know you liked him but-"
"Liked? Mom, I loved him! I love him, with all my heart I can't just snap my fingers and drop the feelings like they're nothing." I partly shouted.
"Ava Grace Harper, you need help. You need to get out, go out with Lily, do normal things teenagers your age do. Live your life, and stop throwing it away because of some stupid boy".
Sadly, she was right. I was throwing my life away. When she left, I locked the door and once again gazed at the miserable reflection in the mirror. Dark thoughts running through my mind, why am I like this, why has he made such an impact on my life.
His name is Jaden, blonde flippy hair, green eyes, tall and slim, dark personality, I could go on for days. You know when you love someone so much, you love everything about them, you accept every flaw and learn to love it. Well, I learned to accept his anger. His irritable side. Everything and anything set him off. What I wore, who I talked to. Shit, even who I sat with. I always took it like it was normal. I let him drag me deeper and deeper into his games and I let him control me. I was his puppet.
I go back to my room, I pick up my phone laying on the floor, 3 kik notifications, 4 snapchats, and 5 texts. I clear them all, it's 8:09. I text my mother telling her everything is okay, and that i'm going to try and get some rest. She reply's with a simple "I love you, goodnight" and I plug my phone in and lay it on my side table. I get into my black shorts, while i'm looking for a shirt, I come across his blue Aero shirt. There it goes again, that unbearable ache in my stomach. I put it to the side and grab a plain red shirt. I pull my covers back and lay down, getting comfortable is always the hardest part. I'm afraid of sleep sometimes, it's where I dream of him, his face, his presence, his love.
I close my eyes, and slowly drift to sleep.......
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(Dream pov)
It's so cold outside I thought to myself, he needs to hurry up. It's December in Florida, which isn't always the sunshine state. 40 degrees and i'm waiting in our spot in the school, patiently of course. Looking down at my phone, I'm shocked to see Jaden sitting right next to me.
"Good morning beautiful" he smiles, and leans in for a kiss.
"Well good morning handsome" I smile.
I lean into hug him, god he smells so good. Jaden wears this cologne, I don't know what it is but I could just smell him all day. He interrupts me practically inhaling his shirt wondering what i'm wearing. I looked down, I was wearing a flower print dress, with a white cardigan.
"A dress" I answered, puzzling why he was asking.
"Your showing the whole high school my ass, Ava" he angrily pointed out.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again" I looked down.
He cupped my chin and kissed me. Next thing I know, I feel his hand on my inner thigh. Goosebumps run up my legs, tingles in my stomach. He brings it closer and closer, and he finally touches me.
"Wet for me already, baby girl?" he whispers seductively in my ear.
"Y-yes" I murmur.
"Looks like you're gonna have to deal with it" he moves his touch, and kisses me.
The bell rings, which brings our kissing to a cease.
"Great, I get to walk my girlfriend to her class full of boyfriends, don't get fingered too much" he laughed.
"Not funny" I rolled my eyes.
"It wasn't a joke" he smiled at me.
I stop walking, and grab him by his shirt and kiss him.
"I'm yours, and the only one fingering me is you" I said annoyed.
"Okay baby" he laughed.
I ignored him laughing and not taking me seriously, and took his hand in mine.
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
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I woke up to my phone ringing, fuck.
It's Lily, which is strange. Before I answer I look at the time, 4:45.
"Lily, it's 4:45, what" I groaned.
All I heard were sobs...............
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