TROUBLED

My parents-Always held a annual gala, where all the funds went to charity. My father was always a giver and yes this year they expected me to bring someone. I had never brought anyone except Robbie, my stupid ex-boyfriend. We had been at it since our teenage days.He lived in our suburban area up north. My father took a great liking to him, I was happy and in-love. We were the perfect couple, we were going to get married and have a couple of kids but that all dissolved into acid when he made another woman pregnant. He told me, he was inlove with her and things between us weren't working. Everything suddenly became clearer and clearer, he had been with Brenda for a while... he cheated on me. He had ofcourse been planning to leave me but he couldn't you know why?My father is a doctor.That's sounds stupid because you're probably thinking. What does my father being a well known doctor have anything to do with my relationship with Robbie well-Robbie is a pediatrician. He absolutely ado

Chapter 3: He was so late I should have known not to trust Eric, he was late as it is. I couldn't describe how much I loathed this day and the company around me. I scanned through the people who were conversing in my parents huge backkyard. My father was hysterically laughing at something Mr. Johnston, Laura's father had said. My mother was right beside me and I had questions for her."You really just had to invite him.." I let out a sardonic laugh, my dear mother raised her head to look at me as if I had grown two heads. She had her brunette hair in a nice bob. It suited her like a hand in glove. My mother was very beautiful and didn't look a day over forty."Robbie is still family, Leona." She gave me a small smile before her eyes went over to where he stood with Brenda. She was holding the bag with the babies needs and etc. I pictured her falling in the swimming pool in my head but as much as I wanted to hate her, I could never. Brenda Williams was a nice person. She didn't deser

Flickering my eyes open, my vision was still blurry. A blanket was pulled over my body, my hair- my hair was in my face. I never put my hair down even though whenever I did. I received so many compliments. There was an empty space beside me, it was a single bed; what did I expect? I smiled at the thought of yesterday... Eric was actually being nice to me. I stood up yawning like an animal, thank God he wasn't here to witness that. Why do you care so much? My subconscious mocked. This was going to far, I needed to stop. I thought to myself. I had a beautiful dream that Eric had been playing with my hair. He softly ran his fingers through it. It was a good feeling I thought to myself.Looking for a hair tie around, I immediately found one on my desk. I had a stack of those because my hair was always in a ponytail. It suited me best. My eyes then flickered to a diary looking journal that laid there. I didn't waste time opening it. I immediately cringed. - By twenty-five I should be m

"You got a freaking tattoo wow Lee, I never thought I'd live to see that day.." Laura let out an exaggerated reaction. Everyone in Starbucks kept giving us looks. I was a bit embarrassed but I was used to it. Laura was sweet, just a tad bit loud. "Yeah with Eric.." I muttered my hand laid on my chin and a comfortable stance. "I figured, he was the only force that could have triggered this." She smiled widely, she seemed happier than I was. "Yeah... he really is something." I smiled."Are you-" she gasped. "In-love with Ricky?" "What?!" I gave her a scowl. "No no no.." She wiggled her eyes brows at me and I ended up laughing. She let it slide this time as she changed the subject. "Well tell me what you have been busy with?" I took a sip of my cappuccino, it was absolutely delight. My mind immediately drifted to Eric, I wondered what was he doing right now? It was getting harder and harder to be away from him. I didn't want to be this attached but I couldn't help it not with his c

Knock knock knock Knock knock Knock! "Eric dear, it is Sunday and we better prepare for church. I just need to wake up my heavy sleeping daughter." I heard my mom's voice echo from the passage. At first I thought I was dreaming until it dawned onto to me how much shit I was in. I quickly woke Eric up, I was sleeping on his chest. He was sleeping soundly but it was the wrong time to day dream. "Mrs. Winters, I will be right down." Eric yelled staying stagnant in bed pulling me close to his chest. He didn't seem to be in knock mode like I was. "I'd like to wake Leona up myself, there is something I'd like to tell her." He added. I giggled, he then kissed my forehead pulling me close. "Oh alright dear. Make it snappy alright. Church is starts at eight and ends at twelve. Be sure to wear appropriately, I want to introduce you to our close relatives." I felt like telling her, alright mom now is the time you walk away and continue with your day. "Eric?" She called again. "Yes, Mrs-