Our story isn't simple. It isn't the one where you find your true love like that and get married. It's like no other.
We went through highs and lows, ups and downs creating our story. But that's what makes it perfectly imperfect.
Chance Sutton is a...
What the hell was I thinking? I can't have Tessa here. My parents will find out and they are going to kill me. Then they'll kill her.
I don't think that I can keep her at my house without having my parents soon find out.
Not even that though. I barely know the girl. She seems to be the type who you can easily get along with. Always smiling, never in a bad mood.
Buts that's just my outside perspective. Never really know a person until you know the person. But nothing to tell me otherwise so far.
I'm currently showing Tessa the room she'll be staying in.
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Never had anyone occupying the room. May be a little dusty; hopefully she wouldn't notice.
"Wow, this is where I'll be staying?"
"Yeah, do you like it?"
"I do. I really do. Thank you again for letting me stay here. Especially me just springing it on to you."
"No problem."
I don't want her worried about getting caught by my parents. She just got here. At least I could do was make her feel comfortable.
I studied her as she looked around the room. She looked young. At most 19. Short, but not too short. Her clothes look like when she was living with her mom, she had everything or her mom gave her everything. She has a nice body. The hips and everything.
And the ass that guy crawl for. She definitely something.
"If you need anything just call me. I'm right next door."
"Wait your room's next to mine?"
"Yeah is there a problem?"
"No. No just asking. But I do need to get my stuff from Kristine's house in the morning."
"OK I'll help you get a moving truck and we can continue on from there. You should get some sleep."
"Yeah, you too. Goodnight."
"Night."
Tessa
Is it weird to say that I feel free. It's as when I was with my mom, things I could do were very limited.
Now to think about it, I could never do things a normal teenager could do. I could never go to parties because education was first. Never hang out with friends because education was first. Never really got to do anything because education was first.
Now that I am away from everything, I can maybe next finally have a breath and figure my life out. Hopefully soon. Maybe I can get a job, find some hobbies. Actually, I always wanted to take some dancing classes. A thought to think about.
But on the real note, I am so thankful right now for Chance. And I am so lucky we bumped into each other that day.
And now I am a dick.
Chance has been completely honest and welcoming to me. I hope.
And I haven't even told him my full story.
I have a background that have gotten me to a few places. And lots of troubles.
I had people out to get me because of who I associated with.
See my mom was chill back then. She trusted me and let me do so many things because of that. And I abused her trust. I skipped class to find where I can get some alcohol all the time. Stayed out late partying, never doing anything right.
She wanted to send me off to some place that could "fix me". I don't want that so I promised her that I'll change.
That's why she takes my education seriously. All she wants is for me to be successful. She never done anything wrong. It was all me.
What I'm still scared of is the people out to get me. That's another story. I haven't had to worry about them in years but it still haunts me.
I'm starting to get a headache of all this. I do need some sleep.
Author's Note
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