When I was ten years old I stole for the first time. It wasn't anything big, not like the money I had taken from Jimmy. No it was just a pack of cookies, and I wasn't living on the streets at the time. I had gone to the store with my foster mother and she wouldn't buy me the cookies I wanted. So instead of putting them away like I was told to do, I slipped them into the pocket of my coat and walked out of the store with them. Just like that I had gotten away with something I had wanted.
After that first time it went onto bigger things. In my defense I was living on the streets and I didn't have money to eat. I would steal the food I needed and nothing more. I never stole anything worth more than ten dollars. Occasionally I would steal something to wear, because I couldn't wash my clothes and they were dirty. But I never stole without a reason to do it. It wasn't fun for me, it was actually pretty nerve racking.
That was the part of my past I didn't want Hunter to know. I didn't want him to know I was a thief, a liar. I survived the only way I knew how, and that was how I did it. I never sold myself for sex to get money. It was easier to steal than to let some stranger have his way with me and then give me the money to eat. I was never that desperate.
I knew it wasn't the same, but I couldn't help but think about how Hunter had stolen my heart. It wasn't my choice to fall in love with him, it had just happened. One minute I was trying to run away before things became this complicated and the next thing I knew I just wanted to be with him every single second of the day. He had kissed me that night and that was the moment I knew I could never run away from Stars Haven. I could never be on my own again. Because I knew what it was like to finally feel something for someone else. And I never wanted that feeling to go away.
I guess I was happy he had stolen my heart. I would've gladly given it to him if I wasn't so stubborn and bold headed. But I was too afraid of what it would be like to hand it over to someone and have them destroy it, that I never wanted to let the walls down far enough for someone to take it from me.
The house was quiet as I sat on the couch with Hunter and we tried to watch the movie that was playing. But Hunter didn't seem to want to watch the movie. Instead he would kiss me, or start to make fun of the actors. He would make me laugh as he talked over them, giving them the lines he wanted as the movie played out. I was laughing so hard I was crying as we sat there together, his arm around my shoulder, his fingers laced through mine. I couldn't believe how easy and comfortable it was to be with him.
I never wanted to be with anyone else.
"Hunter will you come here please," his mom's voice made me jump, I hadn't realized she was right in the kitchen. I didn't know that she was so close and could hear everything we were saying. I looked at him and he sighed, kissing me quickly.
"I'll be right back," he said untangling himself from me. The movie wasn't as good without Hunter there with me to make fun of the terrible acting. I looked at the screen and wondered how they had gotten their parts when they were terrible at connecting with each other. I yawned, trying to listen to whatever his mother wanted. But their voices were soft and I couldn't make out what they were saying.
I could however make out the anger in Hunter's voice, and the disappointment in his mothers. I hated that they were fighting because of me, but I wouldn't walk away from Hunter now because of it. I was truly falling in love with him, and his mother wouldn't take away that happiness. I had let too many people run my life this far, I wouldn't let them tell me I couldn't be with the first person who wanted me too.
I heard someone slap the counter and then there was more whisper yelling. I closed my eyes and wondered what they could've been fighting about now. I mean I had been here for almost a week now and everything seemed to be okay. Rick said he was glad I was staying, and he was so welcoming. Linda on the other hand avoided me at all cost, especially now that Hunter and I told everyone at the party we were dating.
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Say You'll Remember Me
General FictionCharlie Mathison is twenty years old. She's never had a home, she's been running ever since she can remember. From foster family to foster family, she's lived a hard life. After a terrible night when she makes the biggest mistake of her life, she ru...