I remember the day clear as day. It was a Wednesday in December, I have been dating James for a whole year and we had just moved to England a week ago. I was in the kitchen making food when he came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, he then began to suck furiously on my neck completely distraction me from what I was doing.
" Lets do it.' he whispered huskily into my ear. All I did was moan in response. I turned to face him and smiled as he he lead me upstairs. Yes every girl dreams of this, the day she finally looses her innocence. Usually your married but we were adults after all.
We finally made it upstairs and into the bed room. I didn't know what to do, how could I. But it didn't matter because I felt the hungry kiss, the kiss that said he wanted more, it all made sense. It all happened quickly, no thought, no care in the world. It all happened, one hundred percent of it. Perfect in every way. Every part making you want more and more. I would not want to change one thing, not one moan, not one felling.
It was perfect. Perfect when I thought I had everything that we could be a family. I was existed when I found out when I was pregnant with his kid. We were young but we would make it work. I drove quickly that day. I came inside the house finding hi watch his usually sports the same way he always dose, shirtless in sweatpants and a cold beer in his hand. I sat down with the biggest smile on my face. The most existed I have been all year.
"James baby we need to talk." I said looking sright at him.
" okay what about?" he questioned mutting the tv.
"I'm pregnant." I said happily. But soon that smile turned into tears. The look on his face, the tone of his voice wwas in. Not cheery and happy.
I was left that day. Left with a child he seduced me into having. Nothing left. Just tears, just mistakes. Such a bitch, such a basted. I hated him for this, he told me he loved me. Yes every guy tells you they love you and every girl believes them. But I honestly did. I honestly thought or love was totally different. But it wasen't, he was just another fucking bastard and I hated him, I hated this, I hated my self.
