Servant

Part 1

It all started out as innocent as I was before I met Him. I was shy, naive, and oblivious to his intentions, but I gave into temptation and made a wrong decision. I wanted a friend, and he convinced me that he would be a good one. I considered "stranger danger", but I never did anything risky so I ignored my better judgement and messaged him back. My decision was validated when I felt more comfortable and at ease than I had with anyone in a long time, but that should've been a warning sign. I don't usually trust people easily because of how many times I've been hurt, but I immediately trusted Him. He was three years older than me, and already an adult, but I felt safe. I should've known that it was wrong to talk to him when I wasn't legal yet, but it seemed harmless if we were just friends. We talked constantly, but it never seemed like we got tired of each other. We talked about anything and everything, but it felt right because I felt safe. It was like I had known him my whole life, and could talk to him about anything. He had become the confidant I had been needing, and I at the time unknowingly offered him the same comfort. Even though He was older, I always felt like I was communicating with someone my own age because he understood me. Looking back, I had so many warning signs, but I ignored them all to keep him as a friend. I never wanted anything more than a friendship because I struggled with the idea of a relationship, but although he respected my feelings, he somehow manipulated me and convinced me that I was ready for more. I never thought I'd lose control and be manipulated into doing adult things. 

A/N: This is officially the beginning of my story. It's a little boring/descriptive, but I wanted to provide a background so there's no confusion. The "heart-wrenching/depressing" stuff is coming soon, I can't wait! Thanks to everyone who read this chapter!