Forbidden love

Forbidden love

  • WpView
    Reads 251
  • WpVote
    Votes 3
  • WpPart
    Parts 5
WpMetadataReadOngoing13m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 19, 2013
I was 14 when I met the love of my life. Who in gods world know at the age of 14 your deeply madly in love with someone? Me. Our relationship was forbidden from the start. I come from a very conservative Muslim family. Falling in love with a Hispanic boy was out of the question. Unfortunately I couldn't help it. It just happened. We were more than just peanut butter and jelly. Our chemistry went beyond the lines of love, lust, friendship, and trust. I became half pork and decided not wear that stupid "thing" over my head that symbolized my womanhood. He freed me from my prison. Even if it was just for a few hours. I was able to taste n feel the sensation of being free. I don't know how we made it happen for 5 long years but we did. He became my first in every sense of the word. But like every young love, it came to an end. We became two different people who grew apart. But I still loved him. What would happen if her love of her life came back but with one detail she can even imagine. Hearts will be broken and friendships will be torn away but someone will end with a happily ever after. Who will it be?
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • All Of You
  • Hannah
  • LIFE IS A CHOICE
  • My Step-Brother A Player?*COMPLETED*
  • She found me and I found Allah
  • My Wildest Dreams
  • My Life Now (Completed)
  • Perfect Fate ✔ (Moved To Inkitt)
  • Bowled Over By The Broken

(Though highly recommend to read the book "Obsession, Madness & Love" first, this book can be read as a standalone.) ____________________________________________ I made a mistake. A terrible one. I betrayed my best friend. The only person who ever cared for me. But I had no choice. Then there's his younger sister, Maria Andrews who always looked up to me as if I was some kind of an angel, little does she know that I am far away from that. And now I am on the run, trying to leave everything behind. But it's been four years, four fucking years since her eighteenth birthday when she confessed having feelings for me. For Me. And her words still haunt me, the tears in her eyes when I rejected her still burn my heart but I did what I had to do. People don't love me, especially women...they only seek pleasure from me. I am not a lovable person and someone you should definitely steer clear of. Getting involved with my best friend's (or ex best friend's) sister is stupid and I'm fucking mature enough to not even think of her, of someone who is eight years younger than me. But now, she is here and God help me, I am about to cross every fucking line.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines