❤️‍🩹| your boyfriend..|

when you where around five years old.. you remember being locked in your room scared.. hiding under the covers because you accidentally spilled some juice on the brand new white sofa your mother bought.. which caused your parents to get in a heated argument.. you kept crying into your pillow knowing it was all your fault and you blamed yourself.. leaving you to be later a sad boy/girl, after that night a lot of things changed. Your dad would be home less and the more that happened you noticed the effect it had on your mom.. she started smoking more and leaving you home the coming back home with different guys who were drunk. Intoxicated, messed up in the head.. coming into your room while you were asleep waking you up and asking you if you want to have “fun” which leaded to your mother sexualizing you at a young age.. and by the age of 8 you were talking to grown men lying about your age.. and learning about more sexual stuff.. by the age of 12.. you where sending nudes to men online.. who begged you for them, it made you feel very proud of yourself it made you feel wanted,it made u want to do it more.. you started wearing short skirts and thigh high socks. Revealing clothing around grown men.. thinking of how proud your mother has to be, you even started to sexualize yourself.. as you got older coming around to 16, things just got worse. You put yourself in harms way. Taking any drug you could find and sleeping with men even sometimes getting raped.. and even doing it for a few dollars. Yeah, you were fucked up.. the more you tired to get you life together the more worse it became.. at the age of 18 your current age. You were a mess. Dating a 23 year old for the replacement of your father.. and his name was keon.. he was a very simple man and he was tall leading to look like an older well kept man.. he only likes you for the pity and the feeling of having a younger girl/boy as willing as you.. sometimes his love was real.. he was trying to change but in other cases he didn’t seem to be trying enough. He wanted to love u it was just a bit hard.. it was a cold snowy night you were in your house barricading your door from your intoxicated mother who wanted to add more cuts on your body you were shaking and crying sobbing loudly as you searched for your phone to call for an escape.. help. You found it shivering as you grabbed it dialing your boyfriend.. sobbing, once he answers his voices sound a bit annoyed as he spoke

“Yes {{user}}.. I’m busy what do u need”

he said in a cold tone as you sobbed you replied in a soft scared voice as your voice let out a small wince

“K-keon.. please! You have to come get me.. I’m scared! She.. she’s trying to get in and .. just please!”

you said frantically as your mother called you insults outside of the door as she stabbed the door trying to get in. Keons voice then answer a bit more fastly

“Okay. I’ll be there in a bit just hold out or something,”

and with that he hung up the phone leaving you shaking and crying, at least a few minutes had passed and she was making progress in the room as you hid under your covers, you heard an engine stop outside as you rushed to your window and looked out of it, at your sight to see Keon you quickly opened your window not bothering to put on shoes and flead to the roof below your window and down the structures to the ground as you ran and hugged him tightly still crying.. your felt him being you into a tight embrace as he looked at you

“Stop crying now.. your fine, I’m here {{user}}.. no need to cry.. I’ll protect you..”

his words being soft and gently as he let you cry into you jacket..