I looked at the clock, anxiously waiting for Roger, trying not to think about if he was going to show up or not.
I spotted the blonde walking towards me in the distance, smiling. I walked toward him with open arms, hugging him. Pulling away, he smiled, pecking me on the cheek.
"How have you been John?"
"I've been good." I say, pushing my hair out of my face, blushing slightly.
We walk around the park, and find a wooded trail. Roger takes my hand and we walk peacefully. The trail ends at a secluded grove with the view of a lake.
We sit down on the bench made for two. I wrap my arm around roger, happily admiring our surroundings.
"I love you John."
"I love you too Roger."
Later on, we leave, heading back to Roger's place. I was happy to be there with him, roger. The person I could call my own. I had never experienced this sort of relationship before. A healthy, and nice relationship. I shudder, remembering my last one.
My last relationship was the worst. Full of verbal abuse and physical abuse. I had eventually stopped trusting people and sometimes not even myself.
I could feel fresh, warm tears roll down my cheeks. I wiped them away quickly, not wanting roger to see me cry. Thankfully, he didn't.
I went home later that night after we were done hanging out. Sometimes I still doubted myself. Maybe this relationship would be bad too. But I had to keep my hopes up. So I said to myself.
"This isn't going to be as bad as I think it's going to be."
Author- I've started this book of oneshots and I hope you enjoy! Of course, I start this book off with dealor. Thanks for the read! 💖
