From the moment I saw your picture I saw a different boy then everyone else did. When I looked at the little details I knew you had been put through demented moments. I saw you hair flow a different than everything else in the frame. The style of your clothing was fierce and dark. Now seeing this dark prince in my presence was some what frightening but comforting. To know that someone was like me but in a different way.
With this I walked closer to this gentle but more like a different angel sent from the depths of hell. He this man was about 5'6" and at the time 14 years of age. We first met at the mall I was wearing black and red Tripp pants. They had deep pockets, further down both sides were another set of pockets with studs going across the top with a red skull on both pockets and at the bottom were a set of chains. On the back at the knees were zippers. My top was a black corset with lace down the middle and another lace shirt over that. He was wearing black Tripp pants with a Tripp vest.
As I walk around I begin to feel as if I am not around someone I should fear, as if I am by myself with myself. I turn around to see him behind me. As this reassures me I began to smile then it slowly fades away as if someone had reminded me of my past. We walk into a store which shall not be named. He walks beside me. Almost if he is trying to protect me. I gain distance from him by this moment I'm by the t-shirt racks and with a simple snap of my thumb and middle finger he is by my side. I then again began to smile.
He begins to look around and I look back at him to see him walk towards the back of the store. A pikachu back pack had caught my eye. I pranced up to the bag as if I was a new born calf grazing at a new patch of grass. I looked to him and said," It's so cute I want it." He looked at me, also hugged and replied,"maybe another day." We both walked out of the store hand in hand and walked around some more. Returning to the same store at most 3 times before we sat at the food court. By this moment he had said something to enrage me or make me feel sadness. He talked to me as if I was his first an last love.
The time for me to return home had began to catch up to us. He walked me to the jc pennies. Him and I cherished the last few moments outside by holding each other and talking. As my little sister and her friend approached my friend and I. I had kissed him goodbye. I walked away while looking back trying not to cry. The car my father was driving was not to far. I had gotten into the car and we drove off. My step dad said to me as I got into the car," you'll not see him again." I began to cry and sit in sadness. When I got home I texted him for hours then told him the breaking news. He and I were both on the verge of tears. I remember telling him I would try to change his mind and he agreed that it would be a good idea.
My step father had nothing against this friend of mine. I had asked him at one point," Why don't you like him?" He then replied," I do not not like him. I don't like the way he showed himself." I didn't really understand." What do you mean?" I had asked. He answered with," He to me looked as if he would kill me or hurt you. I will not have your life endangered or have you endangered." While hearing this I began to walk away. These tragic tears of acid began to fall down my cheeks one after another one by one began to feel worse than the last. I fell to the couch crying. As the text messages began to get longer and more sad. The next few weeks were hell. I began to sneak out and around to see my new love.
When the next week passed my step father had off he began to ask me what was wrong a lot of the time. My answer became clear to him I wanted to see my love dakota. He couldn't stand to see me in this pain I compromised with him. I would update him and stay in one place and tell him when/where I am going. This worked for both of us. He would know I am safe and I would get to see Dakota. This time he brought his gay friend Donovan. As we hung out it seemed as of we were having more fun with Donovan and less when it was just us. The day of fun was soon ending I had to leave. I looked back at the two of them standing there. They looked as if nothing had happened and they were both fine.
