So life has done a complete 180 and landed upside down and discombobulated. Where to begin…
Its been nearly two months now since Haydn threw me out on my ass. He and I had a fight one morning, he smacked me upside the head and he and the rest of his family threw me out, letting me take only a few garbage bags of clothes. He has all the animals too. I had no choice but to move into my moms house. Of course this has not been working out at all as everything I do in her eyes is wrong. When she speaks to me I can literally see the venom spewing from her mouth. She leaves me crying just about every time we cross paths.
My only shining star in this whole ordeal is Chris. We met a few weeks before the whole haydn incident. From the getgo I thought he was too cute, both in his appearance but especially in his mannerisms and personality. The day I got thrown out, he was the only person who called me. He was sympathetic and sweet and did all he could to make me feel better. We began spending every day together, but nothing happened between us. One day he finally hugged me of his own will when he walked me to my car. I let my feelings be known flat out; he was much more hesitant. He made it clear though he was interested, but was concerned that I get over anything I might have with haydn first.
One night we were sitting in my car and I took it by the horns and kissed him. I swear I could feel the electricity pulsating between us and could see and feel the boom of fireworks emitting from us. It feels like that now every time we kiss. There is so much passion for one another behind our lips. I’ve never been kissed the way Chris kisses me. Its like our lips were made for each other. He holds back and doesn’t kiss me anywhere near enough for my satisfaction. He’s trying to take things slow and when we kiss, he says his brain farts and he gets too swept up in emotion. But I’m gradually wearing him down…
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