Swings

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Warning: Sad😔

We walk down a path, our hands intertwined. His phone in his other hand as I look around a basically empty Park. "Hey, Can we go on the swings?"

He looks at me, "Uh sure." We make are way over to the swings. I smile as I push myself, making me go up high. I giggle, pushing my legs forward and back. I look down at , he's sitting there on his phone. I ground myself and frown.

"Aren't you gonna actually swing?" I ask

"Pfft I'm too old to be doing that. You should really start acting your age more." He says not even looking up at me.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

He sighs, "Nothing."

I look up at the sky and we stay there in an uncomfortable silence. "Uh, you wanna go up to the slide." I say timidly

He rolls his eyes, "Please tell me you're kidding."

I don't say anything and look away.

"You're almost an adult for Christ sake! What are you doing sliding down a children's slide?"

"It's just fun" I say in a quiet whisper

"No! I'm tired of having to Babysit you! I'm literally embarrassed to introduce you to my friends cause you act more like a fucking five year old! GROW THE FUCK UP! So fucking immature." He gets up harshly from the swing and walks away.

I sit there and once I finished processing what just happened, I break down in tears.

Every time

He gets mad every time

We're never happy

After crying at the swings, I walk back to his house. This what I always do, I come back and apologize and try and convince him I will be more mature. It never happens though. I knock on the door, waiting for him to open the door.

No answer.

I knock again, a little louder. I know he's here.

Once again no answer.

I got worried so I opened the door using the spare key under the mat. ( A/N Don't keep Keys under mats You will eventually get robbed). I opened the door and the downstairs was silent.

I call out for him but get no answer. Finally I hear voices upstairs. I go up and I hear him in his room.
I open the door, "Hey I'm-" I gasp horrified

No

No

NO

There's my boyfriend on top of- of-

Of



My....Mom







The same mom that left me a year ago, THIS is where she's been all this time.

They both turn around and see me. He looked surprised while my mother only smirked.
"Awwww look at you, finding out your boyfriend is fucking a REAL women." She laughs.

Tears start to build up in my eyes, "Yes cause all Real Women abandon their daughters to go be with a teenager." I say through my tears.

Khalid sighs, "Look, I'm getting tired of being your babysitter you should be more like your mother, you're not a little girl anymore you're 17, I got tired of waiting for you to start acting like it."

Those words hit me with a sharp sting

"Be more like your mother"

I hated hearing those words

Hot tears are pouring down my face, "If this is what being a real women is, then I don't wanna be one, I will NEVER be a whore like you mother."

I ran out of his home, I ran

I ran

I ran

I ran

I left a trail of tears

And I never looked back

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