The fear is what gets us all, isn't it? The fear of getting caught, the fear of breaking the rules, the fear of being different. We all lead our lives because of it. I, however, feared the thought of being in love; actually, the thought of being loved. That feeling repeated inside of me for years, until I realized why, and the boy I fell for helped me find the answer. It all began with my father's first slap, but escalated to what I never thought would actually destroy the hope of happiness inside me: love itself.
My only desire would be to make it through this hell. One more year would be all it takes, to set me free.
Never had I struggled this hard with something, something with such force and power, dominating you every time. He did that to me, he brought that on me.
Some people call it love.
I say it's a sadistic enigma, made purely out of all your worst fears.
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*Warning* Includes alcohol, violence, and bad language. Mature Teen Audience recommended.