Her Second Chance at Love

1 April's POV

April’s POV



As I am rushing home, I can't help but wonder what my life would be like if I had never met Colton. For a girl who had been in the foster care system since I was 9 years old, I was always looking for someone who would love and care for me just like my dad loved my mother. When she walked into a room, he would always have a smile on his face. They were so much in love. He would tell me stories about how they met, fell in love and got married. He would tell me how he knew she was the one the first time he saw her.

I had a good childhood until my parents were killed in a car crash when I was 9. I didn’t have any other family to go to, so I went through the system. I jumped from foster family to foster family until I was 18. I didn’t have any friends from moving around but I made sure my grades were good enough to get into college with a full scholarship. Numbers always came easy to me, and I always wanted to be an accountant just like my dad.

(flashback)

My first year in college, I got a job at a cafe to help with expenses my scholarship didn’t cover and that is where I met Colton. He was a personal trainer and wanted to start MMA fighting soon when his coach said he was ready. He would come in with his friends from the gym that was across the street all the time. He was tall, about 6’2", toned and muscular with jet black hair and blue eyes. He would always flirt with me, and my cheeks would always heat up. I was shy and I didn’t know what to say because I never really talked to guys in high school. One day he came in by himself. He sat at the front counter and started his usual flirting with me while I was prepping silverware. He said that I was cute when my face turned red, and he asked me if I wanted to go out with him. I said yes and we made plans for that coming weekend. He took me on a picnic in the park and I had a great time.

At the end of freshmen year, we have been dating for about 4 months now. I started to look for an apartment because we couldn’t stay in the dorms when the year was over. Colton wanted me to move in with him. He said it would be good since he lived near the campus, and I could still work at the cafe and didn’t have to walk far. He did have a good point, so I agree. My roommate and best friend Cassie didn’t like him. She said he gave her a weird vibe and to be careful. Living with him was good. When I first moved in, I had my own room. He knew I was shy about the whole s*x thing because we had talked about it, and I told him I was still a virgin. He told me that we would go at my pace. I started to fall for him more and more every day and, eventually, I decided to give him my virginity. By the time classes were to start again, we were already sharing a room. He didn’t want me to move back to the dorms, he said he was so used to me living with him that this place would feel the same without me. I would miss him too, and we were close to the campus, so I told him I would like to stay with him. As time went on, he became very jealous and controlling. I wasn’t allowed to talk to other guys. He even started to nitpick at the clothes I was wearing. He would make comments about a dress or skirt being too high above my knees or a shirt that was too revealing. He even once said that my makeup was too much. I don’t know how; all I wear is eye liner and lip gloss. I have seen many others that look like makeup is painted on and very heavy.