the boy next door
I have been in love with my neighbour since i was 10. but i might as well have been invisble because he never so much as glanced my way.
i am now 18 and he is 28
We have never talked until a month ago i walked past his house and he asked if i lived next door. when i replied yes he invited me in for a drink because his parents werent home.
i drank alot to cover up for my nerves.
one thing lead to another and we had s**. i was a virgin until that night but he couldnt even tell.
After that he called me over a few times and as always we would have s**.
now he wont talk to me, see me or even call me.
im in such a depressive state that i dont know what to do. a part of me hates him for using me and a part of me still longs for him.
my mother doesnt understand why her once bubbly and cheerful daughter has become the biggest party pooper.