It was around month three of us dating that I realized the perfect world I was living in was showing some cracks. We talked alot on social media and posted alot of pictures together. To the outside world we were perfect. And we were, For a while at least...
It was now the end of my schoolyear and I wasn't doing so well. My grades had dropped and my parents were concerned about it. I needed to take more time to properly study instead of going over to his house everyday. When I told him we had to stop seeing each other everyday I explained that we could still see each other every other day. He didn't take the news very well. This was also the moment I first saw a different side of him. He seemed pissed of and irritated, which I can understand because I was too! The second I left his house he started texting me about how bad of a girlfriend I was. He told me that I didn't love him otherwise I would spent more time with him. I responded with alot of; 'I'm sorry's'. Eventhought in the back of my mind I didn't think i was my place to say i'm sorry, I still did.
It was the next day and he still seemed kind of mad about it. I felt quilty for making him feel so bad and went over to his house that day. Even if that meant I would probobly fail a test. I had never been so submissive to someone. But when you love someone you do things that you sometimes really don't want to do.
As my grades only grew worse so did the confidence my parents had in me. They thought I wasn't studying enough and the basically made me stay home. which I was pretty pleased with because now I had an excuse to tell him why I couldn't come over. This wasn't an excuse to him though. He still got mad at me for not coming over and he made me feel really bad. He was really playing the victim and it worked because I felt bad for him. Stupid me.
