Chapter 1- Meeting you

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I see blood all over the floor. I run into the bathroom and I see you standing and looking at yourself in the mirror. Your wrists, blood red. You turn to look at me and whisper, "I'm sorry.." I grab you as you drop to the ground crying. I run down the hall and grab a towel out of the closet. I run back to the bathroom, take your clothes off and rap the towel around your arms. I make you have a shower to wash the blood off your skin. While your in the shower I try my hardest to scrub the blood out of your clothes. If your parents see your wrists, they will make you talk a councillor again. I never really thought that I would undress you at this age but if I didn't then your parents would come home to see their little girl with blood all over her. While your in the shower, I walk to your room and look for some clothes for you to put on after you get out of the shower. As I'm looking for a long sleeve top in your draws I find a small plastic bag. At first I didn't know what to think.

3 Weeks Earlier..

I message you saying, "Baby girl."
You reply with, "Yes?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Even though your messaging me I can hear your voice in my head saying 'I love you too'. Everything is perfect between us. I get to see you for the first time today. My heart is racing as my mum drives me to the train station in my home town. I get on the train and after a long five hour train ride I get to your town. I walk outside to the front of the station to see a short, blond, gorgeous girl leaning against a pole. You turn to look for me. You can instantly pick me out from the crowd. You run over and jump onto me. You wrap your legs around my waist and hug me tight. I drop my bags and grab your legs to support you and I try not to touch your butt. I don't want to make a bad first impression. I'm nervous to meet your parents. But after all I'll be staying with you for 3 weeks so I'll get used to being around your parents. You start saying all this random stuff but I feel paralysed from seeing your beautiful face and hearing your soul soothing voice. We start to walk to your house. You don't live far from the train station and your parents are at work. We get to your house and I instantly think you live in a mansion. Your house has a few small rose bushes and hedges along the front. I walk through the front door to see a grand staircase leading upstairs. To my left I see a fluffy grey couch and a big flat screen tv. To my right I see the dining room with a chandelier over the dining table. Through a small hallway I see a white, sparkling kitchen.
I ask you, "Is this actually where you live?"
You reply with, "Yea. Why?"
"It's like a mansion. It's beautiful just like you."
"Ha I'm not beautiful."
"Yes you are. Your the most beautiful girl I have ever known. I love you."
"I love you too." You say as we start to walk upstairs. You walk but kind of skip up the stairs. I find it cute.
You show me all the different rooms upstairs but you save a specific room for last.
"And this is my room."
"Wow."
Your room looks like a palace. Walls painted black. Light purple carpet. White chested draws. Queen sized bed. You sit on the end of your bed. You look at me with your amazingly sparkly, green eyes wide open. I gaze over at you and ask you, "So what do you wanna do?"
You think for a minute and then you reply with, "Do you wanna play video games?"
"Sure. What games do you have?"
I take a look at all the games you had and I pick one. I never thought you would play black ops 2 but that's what we played. I won the game. You were close to beating me though.

It's lunch time. You go downstairs to make a sandwich for yourself and I. I'm upstairs in your room playing your Xbox and then I see a little plastic bag behind your tv. I stand up to have a look but I hear you coming up the stairs. I sit back down and then you walk in with two plates.
"Lunch is served." You say as you hand me a plate.

After we eat, we keep playing. An hour later I try to make a move and kiss you but them I hear the front door open. I hear a male and a female's voice. You seem to get excited. You run downstairs and I follow behind. You hug the man and woman. I assumed they were your parents. You start to smile and you say to the people, "Mum, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Matthew" Katherine introduces me. "Hi Matthew. Welcome." Katherine's mum says to me.

Not long after meeting your parents it was dinner time. As we sit down to eat your parents ask me a couple of questions.
"So, Matthew. Where exactly do you live?" Your mum asked me.
"I live in a small town. It's about 5 hours away from here."
"Cool. Who do you live with?"
"I just live with my mum. My dad left us 7 years ago."
"Oh I'm sorry to here that."
Your mum stops asking me questions for a while and we all eat spaghetti. After we finish eating your dad goes into the kitchen and then comes back out with 4 bowls of chocolate pudding. I didn't want to seem like a pig so I ate it slow. As I was eating I looked around at your family and you all seem to eat it quickly so I join in. Out of the blue your dad tells me something that I didn't expect to hear.
"Now Matthew. I know it's the first official day of you and my daughter meeting but you can't sleep in the same room. You are both young teenagers and we all know what teenagers get up too."
"Dad, stop. Nothing is going to happen so can he please sleep in my room. We don't have to sleep in the same bed. You can just bring the spare mattress in. Please dad?" You say with a sad puppy face.
"Fine. But if I hear any noise from you two after 10 then he moves to the spare bedroom."
"Ok daddy. Thank you."

It's 8:30 and we are just laying on your bed and talking. Next thing I know your dad walks in and puts the single bed mattress on the floor.
"No funny business ok kids?"
"Ok." We both say at the same time.
As your dad walks out and shuts the door you smirk at me. I'm curious as to what's going on in your head. I ask you, "What's that face for?"
You start to bit your lip and you stare into my eyes and then all of the suddenly you kiss me. Your soft, raspberry coloured lips against mine. It was exactly how I dreamt of it. It was perfect. So perfect that we ended up making out for about 10 minutes. We stopped kissing when your phone started to ring.

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