Prologue
I just laid in bed, completely unable to move. Since that monster left a few hours ago, any sudden movement hurt. Why did this happen? HOW did this happen? Did Andy have something to do with this? He has to! How else could this have become a reality?
It was talk, it was all just talk. It was never meant to happen! EVER! And what normal, sane human being would think that this was ok?!
Andy was a monster! He's a fucked up freak, and he had completely broken me.
I just stayed, laying on my stomach, my tears soaking the bedsheet and mattress under my face. He would be home soon, but even so, I still couldn't bring myself to get up, I willed my body to respond. I just wanted to go home and never see that bastard again!
How could he have done this to me?...
Chapter One** 7 months earlier **My fingers started tapping the table nervously. I was waiting for my date to arrive. We decided on something simple for our first meeting. I had been talking to this really sweet older guy online for a few weeks now, and now I was just so eager to meet hi
Chapter TwoWe sat down at a random table and he asked me what I wanted to drink. I told him just a simple Coca Cola with no ice but a straw and he headed to the bar. I couldn't help but look him over as he stood and waited to be served.
Chapter ThreeI walked in and instantly felt that familiar feeling of loneliness. I lived by myself and my parents and well... My whole family were back in the midlands. I had moved down to the South-East for a job last year. I did enjoy what I do and how I lived, but at the same time...
Chapter FourThe next morning, the sun coming through my windows, filling my room with a blindingly bright light woke me up. It wasn’t until I rolled over and checked the time that I realised how early it was. That’s one thing I h
Chapter FiveI didn’t even know how to respond. I instantly felt like I had my time wasted. It felt like it was already a rollercoaster ride and we only met in person and had our first date yesterday. First, he’s late, then we had a gre
Chapter Six** A Week Later **
Chapter Seven‘Where are we going?” I asked, looking out the windows, trying to see through the darkness. I lived around here, but for the life of me, I had no idea what would be this way and why he would be taking me.
Chapter EightI stayed quiet for the rest of the ride to the bowling alley, which was, annoyingly, longer than I expected due to the traffic jam. By the time we got there, we only had an hour, so we just paid for our lane and headed off to play.