The Bracelet (girlxgirl)

 (a/n: this is a short story so the events are going to go really fast.)                                                        

                                                     *Prologue*

My sex life sucks. Why? Because I don’t have one, I can’t have one.

Everything has always been different for me.

This is the worst part of it.

I can’t have any kind of sexual contact with anybody unless they wear a specific bracelet that my parents gave to me as a child.

I never knew what it was for until recently when I decide I wanted to be sexually active.

My mother explained to me that I was only to use it when I was really in love and certain that he or she was who I wanted.

I’m bisexual so I like both guys and girls. I prefer guys but girls turn me on as well.

I currently don’t have a boyfriend, but that doesn’t mean I’m not looking.

I currently like a guy named Jake. He’s cute and sweet but I can’t tell him that.

Anyways, without the bracelet I cannot be kissed and I’m not even sure I can hold hands.

Because of the bracelet, I haven’t had but two relationships. They ended the relationship because every time he would touch or kiss me, he would get shocked. I didn’t give him the bracelet because I knew I wasn’t ready.

That’s the past and I’m ready for the future.

I wear the bracelet for safe keeping because I don’t want to lose it.