Wasted Love

Back to reality

The weekend is over and I have to go back to college. I hate it. I have to go back to my life, back to reality.

I check the time. 6:46. Oh great too early. I can't fall back asleep so I drag myself out of bed. And go brush my teeth and hair. Once I finished I pull on my clothes for school.

My phone began to ring. I quickly ran to answer it.

Kj: hello

Simon: good morning babe.

Kj: morning. Is there a reason you call before 7 o'clock

Simon : actually there is. Do you want to me to take you to college.

Kj: um yeah sure. But would it be ok for us to pick up on my friend. I normally walk with her.

Simon: yeah that's fine don't worry about it. do you want me to pick you up earlier so we can hang out before you go to college.

Kj: um yeah sure that be cool but I have to get ready first what time are you picking me up.

Simon: is 7:30 ok to you then we can make sure we have enough time to hang out and pick up your friend.

Kj: ok see you later bye.

Simon : bye babe.

I forgot to tell Bailey about me and Simon or me meeting any of the boys for that matter. we haven't talked much recently hope she don't freak out when she sees simon she probably will she's a major ethan girl but loves all the boys.

I send her a text to warn her.

To Bailey
Hey I thought you give I give you a pre warning. Don't freak out when you see simon. Because he is picking us up. I will explain everything at school don't worry.

I know she won't answer because she never has any credit. I go to check the time realising I only have 10 minutes until simon is here. I gather up my school books and put it into my bag, put my shoes on and quickly grab something to eat.

I hear simon's car pull up outside. I quickly write a note to my mum to tell her that I left early to talk to Bailey. I run outside locking the door behind me and runs simon's car. He stood tall leaning against his chrome wrapped Land rover.
I walk right up to him and hug him. I feel so protected by him. I love it. His arms wrap around my body. We pull apart as Simon speaks.

"Hey" he greets me "how are you"

" I'm fine thanks what about you"

" I'm wonderful but I missed you". He pouts.

" we were apart for less than 24 hours you spoon." I laugh.

"Could you not think of a better insult than spoon" I shook my head. He laughs. "Well come on babe let's go"

He walks to to passenger side and opens the door for me. "Thankyou" I say whilst hopping in to the car. He runs around the car and get in himself.

"So kierah where would you like to go for 40 minutes before we pick up your friend" he chirps.

" wherever I don't mind. We could go back to yours."

"Okay my house it is" he sing songs

It takes us about five minutes to drive from his house tomorrow as we got there he pulled up into the driveway and exited the car. He walked round to my side and open the door like a proper gentleman. Why does he have to be so cute. I get out of the car and make my way up to the door. From the outside his house that's quite big yet quite modern. He unlocks the door and we enter the house. Simon makes us both a cup of tea. I take a seat on his sofa. He comes back in with 2 cups of tea and joins me on the couch.

"So baby girl. What do you want to do?"

"Well firstly... Never call me that " I reply whilst laughing "I do owe you a few kisses. I believe"

"So you do"

I place my tea down and move closer to Simon. He pull me by my waist onto his lap. I lean down slightly to reach his lips. I kiss him gently. To start with but it got a little more heated than expected. Simon deepened the kiss by slyly slipping his tounge in which shocked me a little.

We both pulled away out of breath. I giggled slightly at the Hickey I left on his neck. "Sorry about that" I said whilst pointing to the Hickey.

"Sorry about that" he giggles pointing to my collar bone. We both had left marks on each other but I'm glad that mine is able to be covered up. My mum would kill me if she saw that.

"Kj what's your home situation like" he questions

"Urm... Well. I grew up with my two brothers and both my parents. My mum has always been this strict. She hates it if I'm late home from work. She would never let me play as a child. I never had a proper childhood. My mum's actions drove away my dad. He left when I was 10 and I haven't seen him since. Then my mum got worse and started verbally abusing me. She said I was 'worthless, Stupid and unwanted'. My brothers don't know. She forced me to work at 15 in a bar with 60 year old guys coming in and flirting with me."

By the time I had explained everything. He was crying.

"How do you deal with that" he stuttered.

I didn't know how to answer. I didn't know how he'd react ro it or if he could take the news.

"The only way I know how... I cut myself."

I didn't know how he'd react to this news. He got and pulled me up off the sofa. I scanned his face. Tears were still coating his eyes. I wiped the falling tears. And wrapped my arms around his waist. His arms wrap around my upper back.

"Please don't cut. I know the outcome of it. It scars your body. It can kill you. It's not worth the permanent scars. I know this because. I did it too. I regret it." He expressed. He undid his jeans and pulled them down to his knee. I saw a few small faint with lines on his thighs. I raised the legs of his boxers showing deeper cuts. Covering his thigh.

I stood up and pulled up my shirt. Revealing the cuts. Going in multiple directions.

There's a difference between mine and simon's. His are old cuts that have scarred leaving white and pink lines.
Mine are deep cuts. Red and some pink. Some have scabbed over and some scarring. His eyes darted from one cut to another.

"Please don't ever do it again" he says

I physically can't speak. The lump in my throat is stopping the words for coming out. So instead I hug him. And nod.

We stood there embracing eachother for 5 minutes. Just enjoying being held.

I pulled away to check the time. It's 8:35 we better get going.. "Simon can we go get Bailey now please."

"Of course let's go babe"