My Christian dating life

Chapter 1

I had my first boyfriend Jake when I was 12 years old. Most of the time we would be texting over the phone because I had really strict parents so I never had the chance to see him. I didn't know much about relationships, all I knew was that one day I wanted to get married. In my mind every boyfriend I was going to have was supposed to be my potential husband and to me Jake wasn't any different. From what I had learned through observing other people's relationships I just knew I had to be faithful to him so I was. Also having grown up in a Christian household I knew that I could only have sex when I get married and up to this day I have kept that vow.

Jake was a sweet guy but in my mind I knew he was a player. Since I had never dated before I believed that he was still going to make a good boyfriend. All I really wanted from that relationship was comfort and knowing that someone was there for me and that's what I tried to get but I never did. All Jake wanted to do was flirt and have me give him compliments all the time. I kept myself strong and did what he wanted because I liked him and I was determined to make this relationship work. After all I was dating him for marriage right?

After a month of dating Jake I received a Facebook message from one of his friends called Travis who turned out to be my relative. I had never met or spoken to Travis but I guess he was just a concerned relative. He told me Jake had another girlfriend who I didn't know about. Before I even asked Jake I went to his Facebook page and found that he had posted a picture of a girl. People had asked him in the comments section if that was his girlfriend and he said yes. That's when I felt my first heart break. I couldn't cry, but I felt myself going numb. I asked Jake and he confirmed it and even took the chance to break up with me before I could. We quarreled and all I remember is that it was a nasty break up. I never wanted to see him again and I cursed him saying he was never gonna have a happy relationship. I went for eight months straight without talking to him and by that time I was completely over him although I still hated him.