We have been dating for about a month now, so we are going out to dinner. It was supposed to be really nice, but it was crap. I work a white dress and flowers in my curly hair. Yeah three minutes after getting our drinks my boyfriend spilled his drink all over me.
I go to clean myself up in the bathroom. When I get back he is On his phone talking to another girl. He doesn't even ask if he could help me or if I was okay. That was the night I realized he wasn't interested in me anymore. I needed to be more exciting.
We finished dinner, and I asked him if I could sleep at his house because my parents were away. We were going to have some fun. His parents were away also. So I started to flirt and get ready for bed. We finally went into his room. He started to strip down so I did too.
A moment later we were both naked in his bed. I am On top and we were making out. We started to wrestle and have sex. This goes on for a long time. I had all of his attention.
After that night I had all of his attention for a long time. I was popular among the other people. And we had a session of making out every Saturday night.
This goes on for a long time. I do enjoy the attention, but it feels wrong in a way. I didn't know how to handle it, Honestly if he could just did that would help me a lot. I don't know what to do so I text my friend, my true friend. I haven't been talking with her as much since I started dating James. The conversation goes like this:
Me: Hey hun, we need to talk.
Bff: What is up? Does it have to do with James?
Me: yeah. I need brake up with him. I am not myself when around him.
Bff: stab him.... I will bail you out of jail
And so on and so on. Stabbing was a choice. But not the right choice. I wish breaking up was easy, but I wasn't supposed to get this far with him. I was planning on breaking up with him in August before school. But not everything goes your way. Does it?
