My teen love story – over a number of posts I will be sharing my first love story. As you read over the coming posts, you will understand that I had to purge the past. I must say it has helped me heal some. Part 1 is here.
Months later I’m in my room and my mom bursts in the door and demands me to pull my shirt up.
I’m stunned and don’t know why.
She had a dream…she is hollering and demanding me to expose my breasts. She looks for swelling and gently squeezes my nipple. Oh Lord, milk…I want to DIE. I’m pregnant and didn’t even know it?
Before I know it she is beating my ass, she is kicking my ass and I don’t even fight back I’m so mortified and ashamed. My grand mother breaks it up. My mom is sobbing, I’m sobbing.
I just want to DIE.
We avoid each other for 2 days. I miss school for the 1st day. I called him to tell him and he’s stunned but happy. Explains it’s not the best situation for us, we’re too young, but he’s happy and wants to do this. Through tears I explain how it went down and he doesn’t understand my mom’s reaction. We argue.
“I’m her only child! I’ve let her down!” I hang up.
When my mom finally does talk to me she is crying and explains she was waiting until I was 16 to talk to me about sex. I’m crying and apologetic. She leaves me. We avoid each other for days, seems like an eternity. He’s unreachable.
I want to die.