Why Me? - Chapter 2
Please read and comment. The romance will start from around the next chapter.
2003
Dear Diary
It's almost the end of March. I am in Gr10 this year.
Papa moved out of the house around February. We all fear for the worst. The silence in the house is excruciating.
My mother and Father are going to divorce.
I told my mother, it won't be long before my dad will be back in the house.
She replied only by saying: NEVER!
I talk each night with my mother. Trying to help her through this difficult time. She even tried to drink an overdose of sleeping pills a few weeks back. We try hard to get over everything. My sister is going for counseling.
I don't see my brother anymore. He is staying with his friend.
I try smiling at school but it seems as if there is nothing left to smile about.
My friends try to cheer me up, but to no avail.
Dear Diary
Today is the 7th April 2003. This morning my father and mother were divorced. I was there. My mother didn't want to go alone.
I can see it hurts her deeply.
When we got home, my father went to the room where my mom stayed and my mom went to sit with him. I sneaked to the doorway and saw my parents both crying.
They were married for 23 years. I can feel their pain, tears streaming down my face.
I turned around and went to my room. They needed to talk.
Dear Diary
I met this new group of friends. Really nice guys.
We party together a lot.
At least my mom doesn't worry. She doesn't care much these past days.
As long as my school work is done and I keep getting good marks, she doesn't really mind the partying.
She changed a lot over the last couple of months.
She got...cold.
She is not the same. It is like she built this wall around her that nobody can penetrate.
My father moved back a month ago. He and my mom renewed their relationship, but it's not the same.
I left my boyfriend again. Yes, the 5th one this year.
The problem is that they are all so childish. Or maybe I am too independent? I don't know but I can't seem to keep a boyfriend.
I don't want to end up like my mom or dad.
I want true love. I want to be cherished for all life!
My mom told me I had to go see a psychologist and I told her I didn't need one.
My marks in school is great, I don't drink and party too much. Just the normal teenager stuff and I don't have any hang ups. I help out in home and I don't have trouble sleeping. I am fine. My mom don't need to waste money on a shrink just to tell me I am fine.
Dear Diary
One of our family's friend's son were last week here. I knew he had a girlfriend and I knew he was only here for two days.
We always got along great and we immediately started chatting away the day he arrived.
That night we watched dvd's and around about 2 o'clock in the morning, when I wanted to got to bed, but he stopped me.
"Sit with me for a while. I just want to smoke."
I sat with him. That was when he put his hand on my leg.
I felt the butterflies in me soaring and fluttering around. But I kept reminding myself that he has a girlfriend.
His hand kept moving upward, under my skirt in.
I just simply looked at him. That was when he bent down and kissed me. He grinded my body against his.
I couldn't help but moaned.
I never felt this alive! I pulled him closer, kissing him back, my arms encircled around his neck.
We started moving to the bed and collapsed together.
He held me tight, kissing me softly in the neck.
I felt him unbuttoning my shirt, revealing my bra.
I pushed against him. I could feel him hard and ready.
I was reckless. Quickly he removed my shirt as well as my bra.
Then he bent down and cupped my one breast with his hand. He kissed my nipple and I moaned softly.
I couldn't get enough.
I needed more.
His fingers slid down to my underwear and when he wanted to remove it, I cried stop.
I couldn't let this happen. I wasn't brought up this way!
I told him to stop, that me and my friends made a pack that we will not lose our virginity until at least after high school.
He wasn't very happy and left me alone.
I was so ashamed!
But no I can't help but to cry in pain.
My mother has let me know when I got back from school that he was found dead. It seemed someone knocked him off a buildings roof where they worked.
I couldn't help but cry, I really liked him. It hurt but I didn't show it.
I didn't attend his funeral, knowing that his girlfriend was there.
I felt like a tramp even though I didn't do anything!
The same filthy creature that destroyed my family!
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Dear Diary
It's almost the end of March. I am in Gr10 this year.
Papa moved out of the house around February. We all fear for the worst. The silence in the house is excruciating.
My mother and Father are going to divorce.
I told my mother, it won't be long before my dad will be back in the house.
She replied only by saying: NEVER!
I talk each night with my mother. Trying to help her through this difficult time. She even tried to drink an overdose of sleeping pills a few weeks back. We try hard to get over everything. My sister is going for counseling.
I don't see my brother anymore. He is staying with his friend.
I try smiling at school but it seems as if there is nothing left to smile about.
My friends try to cheer me up, but to no avail.
Dear Diary
Today is the 7th April 2003. This morning my father and mother were divorced. I was there. My mother didn't want to go alone.
I can see it hurts her deeply.
When we got home, my father went to the room where my mom stayed and my mom went to sit with him. I sneaked to the doorway and saw my parents both crying.
They were married for 23 years. I can feel their pain, tears streaming down my face.
I turned around and went to my room. They needed to talk.
Dear Diary
I met this new group of friends. Really nice guys.
We party together a lot.
At least my mom doesn't worry. She doesn't care much these past days.
As long as my school work is done and I keep getting good marks, she doesn't really mind the partying.
She changed a lot over the last couple of months.
She got...cold.
She is not the same. It is like she built this wall around her that nobody can penetrate.
My father moved back a month ago. He and my mom renewed their relationship, but it's not the same.
I left my boyfriend again. Yes, the 5th one this year.
The problem is that they are all so childish. Or maybe I am too independent? I don't know but I can't seem to keep a boyfriend.
I don't want to end up like my mom or dad.
I want true love. I want to be cherished for all life!
My mom told me I had to go see a psychologist and I told her I didn't need one.
My marks in school is great, I don't drink and party too much. Just the normal teenager stuff and I don't have any hang ups. I help out in home and I don't have trouble sleeping. I am fine. My mom don't need to waste money on a shrink just to tell me I am fine.
Dear Diary
One of our family's friend's son were last week here. I knew he had a girlfriend and I knew he was only here for two days.
We always got along great and we immediately started chatting away the day he arrived.
That night we watched dvd's and around about 2 o'clock in the morning, when I wanted to got to bed, but he stopped me.
"Sit with me for a while. I just want to smoke."
I sat with him. That was when he put his hand on my leg.
I felt the butterflies in me soaring and fluttering around. But I kept reminding myself that he has a girlfriend.
His hand kept moving upward, under my skirt in.
I just simply looked at him. That was when he bent down and kissed me. He grinded my body against his.
I couldn't help but moaned.
I never felt this alive! I pulled him closer, kissing him back, my arms encircled around his neck.
We started moving to the bed and collapsed together.
He held me tight, kissing me softly in the neck.
I felt him unbuttoning my shirt, revealing my bra.
I pushed against him. I could feel him hard and ready.
I was reckless. Quickly he removed my shirt as well as my bra.
Then he bent down and cupped my one breast with his hand. He kissed my nipple and I moaned softly.
I couldn't get enough.
I needed more.
His fingers slid down to my underwear and when he wanted to remove it, I cried stop.
I couldn't let this happen. I wasn't brought up this way!
I told him to stop, that me and my friends made a pack that we will not lose our virginity until at least after high school.
He wasn't very happy and left me alone.
I was so ashamed!
But no I can't help but to cry in pain.
My mother has let me know when I got back from school that he was found dead. It seemed someone knocked him off a buildings roof where they worked.
I couldn't help but cry, I really liked him. It hurt but I didn't show it.
I didn't attend his funeral, knowing that his girlfriend was there.
I felt like a tramp even though I didn't do anything!
The same filthy creature that destroyed my family!
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