• it happened long ago, yet i didnt realize it till a few days ago.
    i was on a date, (wich happens so rarely) the guy i met when watching a street fight.
    they called him ray. i laughed the first time i heard that name, i called ray 'gay' he looked at me oddly and i could tell he was a little pissed.
    he called me a stupid girl, and told me why was a little 15 year old girl doing here in a place like this.
    i just said im 16 and i am mature for my age.
    he took me out to a starbucks type cafe, i think it was called robins cafe.
    we talked and talked about random things.
    i found out he was if i recall correctly 23.
    some how we ended up making out in his car.
    he asked me out on a date.
    i recall saying ok.
    the night was a friday.
    i had told my best friend jason.
    my parents couldnt stop me.
    so i went out with the older man.
    we went to a dance club.
    we went to a dinner (yes i know dinners are rare)
    and we went out of town.
    parked out side we drank and drank.
    and drove some more.
    he started to come on to me trying to un-button my pants.
    i punched him in the face.
    he got aggrisive.
    we fought and fought he beat me till i was passed bruised.
    i took out my knife.
    i always carry it.
    he punched my face and was trying to rape me.
    i didnt notice that my phone accidently dialed my best friend jason.
    he found us fighting.
    pulled him off me and held me close.
    i didnt hear exactly what he said.
    jason put me in his car. we where in the drive way of my house when i asked him the time. he said it was about one. my dad coming out of the house.
    i asked him to drive, till i forgot about the stuff that had happened.
    and he did we drove and drove, he hates beer so we got some capri sun and drank it laughing talking about nothing but the mess's i get into.
    my dad was pissed i guess cuz his car was following us soon after.
    we drove some more losing him in the process.
    i didnt want it to end
    jason finally drove me home at eight in the morning.
    my dad was pissed as hell.
    yelling at me, and asking who the boy that left me bruised up and he had tailed all night long.
    i told him he saved me. and that he was jason
    i guess that was the day that i fell in love with him.
    he was hit by a drunk driver. and it is only now that i know i love him.
    he confessed he was in love with m a month ago, but told me he got over it and he is now going out with some one else.
    it is only now that i know my feelings and how jealus i am of her