Letter R .

Ridiculous

I broke it off with Alex, I couldn't be with him anymore. He begged for forgiveness, and apologized repeatedly for all that he has done, but it was too late. I never saw him again. A couple of months later I met this other guy, Luis. Luis was such a dork, and such a child, not going to lie it was really cute.

Luis was shorter than me by an inch, so when him and I started dating it was kind of uncomfortable. I'm only saying it was because I've always dated guys bigger than me. Again, it was all going pretty well. I had a choir competition coming up, and I had asked Luis to come and watch me; he came, and he was very anticipated to see me sing.

Afterwards, we went out for lunch while we waited for the results, and then I got a call that I got accepted into the semifinals. I was overjoyed with glee, and a small date turned into a celebration. Luis and I went out walking, and as we were walking he turns to me with an angry expression. "Why haven't you deleted the pictures of you and your ex?" "I'm sorry I forgot, let me delete them now." "It's whatever I can see you still have feelings for him." I was puzzled towards the way he was reacting.

"Luis they're just pictures, I can delete them, and no I don't have anything for him anymore, I wouldn't be with you if I did." "Leave it Kevin, I don't want to talk to a slut right now." The conversation ended, and so did our walk. I sat away from him on a nearby bench not saying a word. I couldn't look at him, I felt like it was my fault he got mad at me, but at the same time I thought the way he was acting was ridiculous. I took out my phone and immediately deleted all of the pictures between Alex and I.

Later on, we both went over to his apartment, in which I spent the night at. He had apologized for how he acted, and so we spent the rest of the afternoon spooning while watching scary movies. Once the movie was over I went right to sleep, until I woke to his hand in the back of my pants. "Let's do it," he said persistently. "Luis it's late and I want to sleep." "I wasn't asking." My body was instantly turned around, and my clothes were completely taken off. Luis had gone down on me while pining down both my arms and legs.

It was morning; I didn't sleep at all. My eyes were bloody red, and I was still undressed. Once I cleaned myself up Luis took me back home. I saw him every weekend after that, and "sex" was the same as it was that first night with him. However most of the time it would be out of anger. "Why didn't you do this like I asked you to," or "Who the fuck is this person!?" One time it was "You're just asking for it now."