Breaking Point

NOTE: This is a bit of a special story, requested by a follower. Took some time to write but rather enjoyed it, seeing as it was a little different (to me anyways) then other stories. Felt different. It is rather long but that's just how it turned out. Enjoy!

Dear Diary

I haven't written anything in 16 months but after today I think its time to start again.

Have you ever had one of those days where it started our like the best ever and by the end of the day you're whole life is turned upside down? And not in a bad way like when someone close dies or anything, just... stuff happened and things are changed forever? Well, that's what happened to me today.

I don't even know how to explain it but if I had to, Id say... I feel both older and younger at the same time. I know, its weird right? One minute I know everything I need to know and the next, Im made aware of how much I don't really know or how little I'm in control of my life. Especially that last part.

Ok, so to start off, my parents divorced is official, which totally sucks. Dad should have tried harder. Mom is now a bitch, on my back about everything. My boyfriend Jesse is in Paris, studying to be a pastry chef while working in a cafe of some kind. I never see him anymore which I hate. I so fed up of my aunt Molly, whose a teacher at my school by the way, and picks on me all the time. Apparently the principal's daughter should lead by example and have some of the best grades. SCREW THAT! Oh, about school, ya it TOTALLY sucks. Baymouth High was bought out and turned into Hightower Prepatory Academy, which just happens to be a private school now. We have to dress in uniforms and there is a strict conduct code which is totally enforced. With my mom being the principal, you can see why I have so many issues with her. The school was bought out by a some person or corporation. I don't know and don't care. It's totally bullshit.

I still can't believe my day went from awesome, since Jesse came back to visit, to me laying on my bed pouring my heart out. Guess I should just get to the spanking part, that is what all this bitching is about.

Anyways, it all started when Jesse came over for a visit....

JESSE!!! I yelled, jumping into his arms. It had been almost four months since the last we saw each other. He had gained some weight but seeing as he was stick thin before, the added weight suited him. What are you doing here? I added jubilantly.

Home to visit the folks. Got in yesterday and I wanted to call you but thought I'd surprise you instead.

I gave him a slap on the arm. Well duh, I'm surprised! Wow. I couldn't stop hugging him. This is SUCH a surprise. Come on in. Jeez, it's been so long. Can I get you something?

Jesse smiled and those dimples were no less attractive than last time I saw him. DAMN I missed him. Ah, sure, just water though.

That was surprising. Water? No soda?

Ya I gave it up. I don't find it fit with most of the foods I make anymore. I actually prefer wine now.

I couldn't help but regard him in a new light. His look, his stance, the new confidence, everything was changed but not for the worse, just... altered. He was still Jesse just a different, more mature version of himself. It made him sexy as hell. I felt a blush develop thinking of all the new things he must have learned and what he could teach her. Wow, look at you. A man of the world.

His cheeks blushed slightly which kinda ruined that new man look, but still, it was hot. Since he was heading to Paris to study cuisine, we had both decided to break up as it was unrealistic to try to keep a long distance relationship going. Especially when my chances of studying in Paris were so slim. So I knew he would have other woman, just like I had a few other guys. My two weren't anything to write home about, certainly not like Jesse. So I was dying to know how many hot french girls he slept with. I know it's weird asking your ex, who you still wanted to be with, how many girls he had sex with but I'm weird like that.