BAHJA's POV

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I think I'm in love. With Justine a girl. I never thought I'd be a lesbian but the day I saw her she was just the most beautiful girl id ever laid my eyes on.
I'm falling for her hard but so much is getting in the way. I know she feels the same way but I'm also scared she still has feelings for Riley that tramp. She told me once that there was still something about him she loved.

I'm scared to get hurt again. I've been used an abused but I want to forget about that and start fresh with Justine. I know she won't hurt me her heart is too kind but I'm also scared that she'll over think. I just want her to know I like her, love her even. I'm scared.

My ex boyfriend was the biggest jerk ever he scarred me the most. He abused me an hurt me but then acted as if nothing happened.

FLASHBACK:

I sat waiting on the couch at my boyfriends house. He told me he was going to get us a take away 2 hours ago.
I called him 15 times and texted him over an over. I Was scared something had happened to him. I panted around the house circling the couch over and over.
I decided to wait outside for him. I waited and waited and waited. He always did this.
His car finally pulled into the drive.

"Mani where the fuck were you?! You had me worried sick" I shouted.

He looked drunk.

"Babe stop shouting I have a headache" he said pushing past me to get in the house.

"No I won't stop shouting. why didn't you call me? You went to the pub. Could you not text me that?" I continued

"Bahja shutup"

I got into his face this time ". EXCUSE ME?!?"

"Get out of my face now!"

"No. You had me worried fucking sick. " my voice got louder an our body became in contact.

"Get out of my face"

"Or what?"

I hit the floor my mouth bled, my ears were ringing, my head hurt and my eyes stung. He punched me.
He looked down at me his chest pumping up an down his face red and screwed up.

"Don't you ever shout at me again" he said spitting next to me and kicking me To the wall behind me and storming to the bedroom.

That was the first time he hit me. I should have left the house that day but I stayed with the crazy cunt.

FLASHBACK OVER.

I wanted to tell Justine about it but I hate bringing up.

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