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After that whole accident I was so embarrassed that I told Ryan that I wanted to go home alone. But he wanted to come over to my house. I told him no because I was embarrassed about the scene I made.

I walked to my house in silence replaying that scene that happened 2minutes ago. What did I do? I'm so stupid I embarrassed myself in front of him. I can't believe I'm the jealous type accusing him of cheating. I checked in my pockets to find my keys but my keys weren't in them.

"Um, I found your keys babe," I heard Ryan say behind me. I knew he must of taken my keys. I turned around and faced him. "Um, Yeah can I have them?" "Why didn't you want me to go to your house and then maybe I'll give you your keys back," he told me. "Well I made a scene in front of you about cheating on me and that was embarrassing so I didn't want you around me," I said almost breaking down.

"Babe, I know it was embarrassing but I love that about you and I know you know that I have a past with girls. If I knew you had a past with boys and I saw you talking to them I would think you were cheating on me too," he said coming to me and hugging me. My arms went to his back between his arms as he hugged me tight. I cried into his shoulders.

I have cried so many times but this time it was because I have been so strong and held it in to long that I gave up. Plus I'm on my period which fucking sucks. But will end tonight or tomorrow thank God. He opened my house and picked me up as a barely married couple. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he carried me in. "Where do I place you?" "Can I stay in your arms instead," I told him. "Okay, let's go to your room okay," he said and carried me up stairs.

I fell asleep in his arms and when the next day came he was no where in sight. He was gone probably to his house. I changed into comfortable clothes and went out for a walk. I heard music as I walked in the park. I saw lots of animals and people walking as well. "My girl looks good from the back," I heard someone say to me from behind. I guess he ran to me from behind, picked me up, turned me around, and kissed me.

That whole day we spend together he was physically there but not mentally and I wonder what was he thinking about. Something is strange because Ryan and me haven't had sex in like 2weeks. Why haven't we? Maybe he's bored of me. But then maybe he's giving me time to feel better about never having kids. But I honesty don't know why? I even tried to get things going on.

"Babe come to bed with me? I'm so lonely there," I said holding him from behind him. "Not today okay," he rejected my offer. I stood there in my damp towel questioning why he rejected it? I walked to my room still honestly thinking what my ears had heard come out from his mouth. I didn't here him coming after me but I noticed once his hands went on my shoulders. "Is something wrong babe," he asked me. I didn't know how to respond to him. I stood there basically nervous but then I said, "No. It's nothing don't worry anyways I got to change."

I entered my room to change into clothes. I changed into a tank top and short shorts. I changed quick so I could go back to him. I went back to where he was once I finished changing. I peeked from the corner of the wall and saw a smile grow on his face. I stepped out to him and his eyes scanned my body up then down.

He pulled me to sit on his lap and said, "I love you." I hugged him tight as I put my head on his chest to hear his heart beat."I love you too," I said to him. We ended up doing it but this time my mom caught us. "Excuse me get your filthy hands off of my daughter you punk kid," she screamed once her eyes laid on us. We stood up, I covered my body with the blanket, and he covered his dick with his hands. "Mom your home," I said. "Ms. Hayes?" "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE AND DON'T YOU EVEN DARE COME BACK HERE," she screamed at him. "MOM! NO YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME," I screamed back at her as I saw Ryan getting his clothes and leaving downstairs.

He left and I told my mom really mean things that I wish I could take them back. "Why did you do that? You always have fucking sex but when I do it's bad. You're a fucking slut and a hoe that has sex with random guys. I only have it with one person. I hate you. You're a stripper and a prostitute. You're not a mom at all while not my mom," kept on playing in my mind what I had said to her. I went to my room to sleep and I missed him being in my bed. I was cold because I didn't have his warmth next to me. I was sad but I fell fast asleep.

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