Jaylie's POV

        Moving. A anno fa I would have simply refused to. But that was before...
        It's all because of my jackass boyfriend(well, ex-boyfriend now), Blake. 

        ~Flashback~
I was sitting in my room tweeting when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Blake. Oh, how I Amore Blake so much!, I thought. We've been dating for two months. And these are the best two months I've ever had.
Conversation:
Blake-hey, Honey Suckle ;)
Me-heyyy wat's up?
Blake-just thinking about u  and how I'm missing u so much <3
Me-awww u know u just saw me when u picked me up from school about an ora ago
Blake-it's only been an hour? Wow it feels like all day. Can I come over?
Me-well, of course! :)

10 minuti later I heard the doorbell. That was Blake. 
        "I've got it! It's Blake!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs. As soon as I opened the door Blake grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me. He started backing me up so he could come in without breaking the kiss.
        "EWWW! MOMMA! DADDY! JAYLIE AND BLAKE ARE KISSING!" my 4 anno old brother, Riley screamed.
        "You won't be to happy when te get old enough to have a girlfriend and she does that to you," my other 15 anno old brother, Dylan, told him.
        "Come on, let's go to my room," I detto to Blake. We walked up he stairs and went to my room and shut the door. Blake was already sitting on my letto when I turned around. I sat beside him.
        "Now, where were we?" he asked as he leaned in and started baciare me. It was just a soft baciare at first but then he started to deepen the kiss(something I enjoyed). Then we started playing tug-of-war with our tongues(I enjoyed that also). Then, to my surprise, he gently leaned me back on the bed. He began to baciare my neck and nibble my ear. He then ran his hands underneath my camicia and lifted it over my head and took it off. I did the same with him. But once he began to unhook my bra, I stopped him.
        "No, Blake, wait," I said.
        "Wait for what?" he asked.
        "I'm sorry, but I'm just not ready yet," I detto apologeticly.
        "Jaylie, te always say that. Your eighteen years old! Yes te are ready," he said. "I've been ready for a mese now but I've been waiting for you. I don't know how much longer I can wait."
        "Just please give me some più time, okay?" I pleaded.
        "No. I'm not wasting anymore time. I've u won't, then we're done," he said.
         I justes stared at him, shocked. "Well, fine! If thats all te care about then I don't want te as a boyfriend anyway!" I yelled at him. And with that he left.

Later that night at 2am...

I was laying there in my letto trying to get some sleep when I heard my window open. Oh, shit! I forgot to lock it! I got up and I saw it was Blake holding a bouquet of red roses.
        "I'm sorry for what I detto earlier. I can't live without you. And if living with te in my life means having to wait...then I will," he said. I looked at him. His cute face in the moonlight. I had to forgive him. I smiled and ran to him and kissed him. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. We ended up getting to the exact same place we were last time. And, just like last time, I stopped him.
        "Blake-" I started.
        "Shhh. Don't talk. Let our bodies talk, not our mouths."
        "But-"
        "But nothing. Shut up like I said."
        I was shocked to hear him say that. He's never detto anything like that to me before. Before I could register what he was doing, he put a piece of anatra tape on my mouth. I started hyperventilating. Then, to my horror, he got a pocket coltello out and held it against my throat.
        "Now te know what I mean da shut up and don't sposta don't you?" he asked. 
        Before he could continue, my bedroom door opened and my light was flipped on.
        "Jaylie...? Jaylie, what-?" Riley didn't finish the question. "Momma! Daddy! Somebody's hurting Jaylie! Hurry!"
        In a blink of an eye, my mom and dad were in my room.
        
        And let's just say that after that, i dont think Blake would ever try that again.

        That didn't stop him from hurting me without being near me. When we went back to school, he told every one that I was pregnant and he wasn't the father. So now every one was calling me a whore, a slut, o a slutty whore. I came home crying every giorno and my dad got sick of it so...he decided to move.

        ~End of Flashback~

So there te have it. I'm going to start my college life as a new person. At Los Angeles, California.

This is my first fanfic so I hope te like it and please leave comments! :)

I'll post the successivo part tomorrow o maybe the successivo day