First Kiss. First Love. First Everything. (Chapter One)
Chapter One
It's funny. The moment I clicked to start typing... my fingers froze and my heart started beating fast. This is my first time telling anyone (besides my mum) about this. Yes, it's a true story. I can say it's terrifying. Terrifying to write it all down... but I want to come out with it and help anyone who is going through something like this to identify their situation and GET OUT!
I guess I can begin with saying who I was. I was Hope. A sheltered, innocent young lady who was fresh out of being home-schooled, still a virgin, never drank or smoked, hard-core church go-er and started my first job at Walmart. I was only 19 years old. My birthday had just passed 3 days ago and I was excited to start my own life and experience new things. Who knew that the experience I was about to have was a dark, cruel and sickening one.
I'm going to name this guy John Smith, for personal safety reasons. I met John, believe it or not, at Walmart. Yes, not the most romantic place to meet one's first love. He was in the maintenance department and I was a front-end cashier. We met in the break room and started to get to know one another between our breaks. He was a 6'3" man and I was a 5'3" woman. So I had to look up half the time I was talking to him.
Fast forward, we knew each other for a month and a half when, finally, after my shift ended at midnight John was walking me to my truck. He had finished an hour before me and he knew I didn't like walking to my truck alone at night, so he waited. When we got to my truck, I smiled and told him that I was thankful he waited for me. As I unlocked my door, John told me to turn around. I did. Suddenly, his lips were on mine. My head was spinning. I had never had such an intense kiss. WHOA! I felt his tongue in my mouth. I didn't know how to move. Did I want to be kissed like this? How am I kissing? Should I push him away? I was flooded with questions and then John pulled away. He smiled, I guess he could see how in shock I was! That was my first French kiss! I looked down, feeling the heat in my cheeks.
"I wanted to see if you would wanna go out with me but I want to warn you... I have a lot of baggage." He said. I looked up at him. He looked so serious. Baggage? He hadn't told me anything that would be baggage.
"What baggage?" I asked cautiously. My heart was still racing from his kiss.
"I need to tell you that I have a daughter. She's only a year old and her mom still lives with me and my family." He said. That was it. My mind immediately started telling me that I needed to end this romance now.
"Oh." I said, "I see. I'm sorry but I don't want to enter in something like that." I looked at the ground again. I was disappointed. I really liked him. Why did he have to be a father? I couldn't take that on! I was only 19! I wasn't ready to take on something like that. Besides, his baby mamma still lived with him?! Sorry, no. Red flags were EVERYWHERE.
John nodded in response. "It's okay. I just had to let you know," he said and left to go home but who knew that was the start of something I thought would never happen to me.
About the Creator
Hope Wealand
Hope Wealand is a 23 year old young lady who was born in Lancashire, England and then later moved the USA. She is a hopeless romantic and loves music, anime and video games. Although, she is known in her family to be a book-a-holic.
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