I was feeling nervous about my decision to move in with Sam. The apartment needs a lot of work, and I'm not sure how it will all get done. As I'm cleaning the kitchen sink, I feel someone come up behind me and grab me. I giggle, knowing it's Sam.
"Let's take a break. We've been cleaning and stuff for a long time," he tells me.
"Alright, what do you want to do?" He smiles and grabs my hands, pulling me into the bedroom. I play along with it. I'm being held now like a princess, and smiling the whole time.
"You're so much fun," I tell him.
Sam lays me on the bed and climbs on top of me. His kisses are just as perfect as they were the first time. I feel him slide his tongue into my mouth. His hands start wandering around my body, and end up on my breasts. He starts to squeeze them and kiss me harder. I roll him over and climb on top of him. He grabs my shirt and pulls it over my head. I hear it gently hit the floor. I take off his shirt in return. Now we are skin to skin, feeling each others chest and back. Skin must be a turn on, because I could tell we were both in the mood. I could feel his hands sliding up my spine, onto my bra. He unhooked it, and tossed that onto the floor along with my shirt. Still kissing me, he lifted me up onto his lap and began touching my waist. His fingers slid along my hips, and finally reached my zipper. He slowly unzipped them and slid my shorts off. He took off his own pants as well. Then he got on top of me, stradling me. His hand felt me, and then came the underwear. We were completely nude now, and his breathing was faster. Before I knew it, he spread my legs apart and started kissing my breasts. His groans were loud, but it didn't matter because we were in our own place now, in our own bed. He started kissing me again, and laid down beside me. The next thing I knew it was morning.
"Good morning," I told him. Somehow there was a blanket covering me, and Sam had his pants back on. He smiled, and gave me a kiss.
"Did you have fun?" he asked me.
"Yes," I said, "maybe too much."
"I hate to say this, but I need to go to work in about fifteen minutes," he informed me. I frowned.
"It's ok," he said, "just go back to sleep and I'll be back before you know it." He gave me a peck on the cheek and left the room. When I woke up again, it was around 5 pm. I was confused, because Sam always got home around four. Blowing it off, I decided to take a shower and make dinner.
"Tomorrow I'm eighteen," I said to myself. I liked the idea of finally being an adult. Sam was going to turn nineteen in a few weeks. I was happy that we were doing so well together, and I really wanted to stay with him. I smiled as I set the dinner table for two.
"It's past ten, where is he?" I asked myself. Sam hadn't came home or even called me to tell me he would be home late. I was starting to get worried. I finished unpacking everything and sorted through everything in the bedroom. I washed the dishes, and put our dinner in the fridge so we could eat later. It was midnight now, and I couldn't stay up waiting any longer.
"Forget it," I said, "I'll just go to sleep and see him when he's home. I hope he doesn't expect me to wait on him all night while he blows me off."
I woke up with a smile on my face, knowing I'd see my boyfriend. Looking around, I realized he wasn't there.
"Maybe I missed him, maybe he went in for work already," I told myself, but it was only nine in the morning. Confused and angry that he wasn't home yet, I decided to go to the skate park and see if he was there. The town was very busy. Many kids rode around on their bikes and scooters, laughing and chatting with each other. I saw a mother and her daughter walking around the strip mall shopping. They looked so happy. My heart ached for a relationship like that with my mom, but then I remembered what I did to her. I beat her up. I ran away from her. All because I didn't want a relationship with her. The feelings hurt my heart and mind. I hated that I don't know her, and now she has no one to take care of the house while she's out. Just then, I felt a powerful force shoving me down. Now I was on the ground.
