A Borderline Life.

Taking a risk.

“What happened?” He said back instantly.

“Well Jonathan threw me to the ground and hit me in the face. Saying it’s my fault my mom left. When she was the one who ran off with my ex boyfriend in the 1st place. How is that my fault? I don’t understand what’s going on with everything in my life right now, all I know is that he hit me right in the eye. I have a black eye and I don’t want you to see me like this.” I sent it, sat down on my bed and cried.

“I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” He said.

Breathe in, breathe out Amanda. We got this.

10 minutes later.

I hear a knock on the door. I’m too scared to unlock the door and leave my room. Johnathan , I’m assuming gets the door because the next thing I know, He’s on the ground with a bloody nose and I’m running out the door with William.

“Oh my god. He’s going to kill me William” I said as I hopped into his car.

“No he will not. He will never touch you again. You are coming to stay with me if that’s OK with you. I don’t want you going back there. He is dangerous and he already hurt you once I’m scared that he will do it again and maybe even worse this time..”

I shuddered thinking about it.

“Exactly. You’re scared of him and I’m not letting you be around that. Why didn’t you tell me what was going on sooner? Like what even happened with your mom? She got with your ex? That’s f*****g gross. How could a mother do that to their daughter?” He’s preaching to the choir here.

“I can’t just run away from my life William. That’s not the way it works in my life. Normally I’m just made to deal with it the way things go. I don’t understand why my mother did what she did, all I know is that she did it and now I am picking up the pieces and she decides to run away from it.”

“This is insane. Why are you being dealt such a bad hand in life? You’re a great person. Why do people treat you so horribly?" he asked

He's questioning something I question everyday of my life.

“Anyways” he said, changing the subject.

“Lets go to my house. Get you settled in. Please let me do this. I can help. I don’t pity you or anything so please don’t think that. I care about you and I want you safe.” Wow. No one has ever showed such an interest in me. Or even showed that care at all. I really like feeling wanted for once. It’s intoxicating.

“Okay.” I said simply.

I don’t like feeling like people think they need to protect me. But I’m starting to realize that I can’t handle everything on my own. Sometimes people need help and that’s okay. And finally I have some help here. I don’t feel so alone anymore. Frankly I’m kind of excited for my first ever sleepover. God I’m a child.

I don’t know what I was expecting when I got to his house but it was not this. It was like my dream house. It was a one story, brick house with a garage. Light brown roof, looks very old but very unique with vines growing up the side. The inside was even more breathtaking, with a fireplace in the living room with a TV above it. 1 bedroom, a beautifully big kitchen that I would bake in for days and a claw foot bathtub. I’m in heaven.

Wait. Did I say one bedroom? I can manage on a couch. I’m not big at all. It’s somewhere safe to lay head so I’m very happy.

As I peeked at the couch, he read my mind.

“You’re in the bedroom. I’m on the couch. Im not letting my guest sleep on the couch. And the couch is more comfortable.” he winked.

He's so cute when he winks.

“Thank you so much you have no idea what it means to me. To be honest I finally feel wanted and less alone and I’m happy I met you.” I smiled. I felt extremely vulnerable in this moment, I hope he doesn’t say anything f****d because I’ll run. Really.

“I like you Amanda. Haven’t you noticed? I truly care about you. I want you safe and happy and if I can help with it, I will.”

“I like you too. Just scared. This hasn’t happened to me in so long"

Ugh.

"How long have you been without a boyfriend? Not long right? You’re beautiful!!” he said surprised.

Now I’m embarrassed. “7 years.” He noticed my ears and cheeks go red.

I believe his next words were “I love it when you blush” Then he leaned down, kissed my black eye, and then lingers down to my lips. We share a long passionate kiss until I pull away gasping for air. Whoa. Wasn’t expecting that.

“You have delicious lips.” He whispered.

“You’re a good kisser” I said.

I leaned in and went for another kiss. He leaned in too. Wow. That risk paid off because we ended up making out for a good 5 minutes. At once point I squeezed his butt to make him laugh, instead he bit my lip lightly and surprised me. It turned me on instantly. Breathing heavily, I pulled away and asked if I could shower.

“Mi Casa, Su Casa. By all means.” He smiled, still catching his breath as well.

He gave me a pair of shorts and a shirt to put on after my shower because I was all sweaty and felt like a mess.

While in the shower, I started overthinking again.

But this time, only about good things..