Chapter 21: The Devils daughter

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Well let's flash foward to the end of summer (heading into senior year) me and sade where back talking alot and my life felt once again at peace.

Then I met Emilie. We were following each other for the longest and she always wanted to get shoes done by me.

No lie I asked her can she Photoshop and after that we just started to text.

Me being still new to Houston I was sorta lonely I felt the need to be with someone right then .. We literally talked for one day planned a date and we jumped head first into our relationship.

I remember the first date we went to see a movie and after the movie we where just hanging, taking pictures and we kissed. It felt so good at that moment. I always live in the moment "NO RAGRETS" ( did that on purpose) me being with Emilie I couldn't still have sade. She texted me that same night and told me some things that hurt, I truly didn't want to hurt sade I loved her so much I didn't want to see her go.

Anything that was meant to be in my heart surely finds its way to work.

I'm young and I made a mistake, so me and Emilie where official dating. Memories of past relationships was keeping me from fully loving or committing to Emilie not cheating wise but actually fully engaged on our relationship . Now yes I was busy with handling my shoe business and trying to focus on school. It was really really hard. Me and Emilie dated for about 5 months and out of those 5, 2 months in she gave me her shoes.. Now at that time I was backed up on orders and to me I felt I needed to handle those before actually doing my gfs shoe... Now what's messed up about her is she would start petty arguements just so we can talk. If it's one thing I hate pettiness. After everything I would tell her like how I was tired, working my self to death, not sleeping at all some night, dealing with kids on my page , dealing with the backed up orders Emilie was suppose to be my girlfriend and help me escape all the drama. Not only did she make matters worse for me I would have to ignore her because she would only bring up her shoes.. But soon after we were on the ending threads of our relationship just as my burdens with my custom orders were ending. I remember like it was yesterday it was a Friday night. We were texting and I told her how I wanted to patch things up and move on, she agreeded and that was the end of the conversation. Come Sunday I dropped off the shoes that she was waiting so patiently for. Monday she decides to break up with me. This hurt me. After all the drama and all the arguements i felt as if she was only  with me for my shoes. Looking back almost losing the love of my life it wasnt worth a damn thing.

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