Hi my name is Marley
And im 14 years old
This is going to be a story of what happened two days before my thirteenth birthday.
So you know how it is in middle school you have a crush you tell someone and your crush finds out.
Well in my case he was in my gym class. And I had had a weird dream about him before we evan started talking. Let's call him DB, ok so any way I had this weird dream about him and I thought this dream ment I I liked him. So at the time of the dream I was reading a book called Ender's shadow, and in this book a kid sees two other kids kissing. No big deal right. Wrong. See these kids live on the streets and will do anything to stay alive. So this guy wraps his arms around the girl and kisses her. Then later that night kills her. And guess what happened to me in my dream. Me and DB we're meeting his parents, a bald man and a blond women. And he then takes me out of the house/trailer.
And I promise you I'm not making any of this up.
Any way he wraps his arms around me in the dream and he kisses me, just like in the book I now know that this dream was meant as a warning but I didn't get that at the time I didn't know what it meant. So I thought well I've never really talked to him before I must like him to be dreaming about him. So DB asked me out two days before my birthday. This was the beginning of our relationship. So let me tell me tell you a little about DB ok so DB is the kind of guy that sits at the girls table at lunch and if you met him you would probably think he was gay. To tell you the truth I don't think he is. Anyway in the beginning we would just talk on the phone and give each other notes. I thought it was romantic that he gave me notes that was before I realized that he did that to everyone not just me. At this point I start to get anxious all the time about being around him and as we went out longer the worse it got. So let's just cut to the good stuff. I did end up meeting his parents a bald man and a blond women yes the same ones from my dream before we ever started talking. We broke up for about two days then we it back together and my anxiety was worse than ever and I felt like I always I had to make him happy. Because I made myself think that without him I would be alone,which is my biggest fear. I often would have to act like I was sad to get his attention because he couldn't tell I was really really sad. So he would ask and I would tell or try to tell him what was wrong but before I could tell him everything. He made me feel as if I was crazy for having my bad vibes about our relationship. So at this point I was always anxious and very very depressed. And it didn't help when we started doing other stuff. I won't go too into detail but we did everything except have sex. And the only reason I did those things with him is because I thought I was going to be with this guy forever I really did love him I just wasn't in love with him. And I hated what we were doing it didn't feel good,and I faked it and told him it was good because I didn't want him to get upset he couldn't do it right. And while all this was going on my closes friends had said I don't like him and you shouldn't be with him. And I knew they were right but I didn't want to listen look I can't say exactly what happened to me in that relationship but I can tell you it was Hell for me what he did to me was basically rape and mental and emotional abuse. And he will tell you that he broke up with me because he was under too much stress from me and his family. But I know that's not true because I had told him if you want a girlfriend who is gonna sent picks and do the nasty with you then go find her because I don't wanna do this anymore. The real reason he broke up with me was because I told him I wanted to wait to have sex and I didn't want to have sex now. So there that's my story not all of it but most of it. If you know who the guy in this story is keep it to yourself I put this on Wattpad because I felt I needed to share my story. Thank you for readingI wish you all the best.
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