Forbidden relationship II
i wrote about seeing my 15 year old neighbour, about how i am nineteen, and about how he confuses me. this is the update.
we are closer than ever, i still see him everyday, i love to be around him, to spend time with him, and to curl up with him in the evenings. we are thought of as close friends by our families, but people are beginning to guess, we can't help but look at each other when we're around each other.
my mother has found out. she has recently left my father, ran off with another man, who beat my dad up and broke his ribs. i'm frightened she'll report me to the police, as she seems to hate me atm.
part of me knows this is wrong. what we do is against the law, i am considered a rapist. but i see the person, not the age, and he has been the only thing stopping me from killing myself.
he tells me that he wants what happens between us, that he instigated it, but i know i shouldn't have acted upon my feelings for him. we're too different. he's violent, he fights, i've been to the hospital with him twice, sitting all night waiting for him to be stiched up. he cannot read or write, and he is a shoplifter.
i go to university, i study American and english literature, i've never been in trouble with the law, and yet there is something that pulls us together. i don't know what.
but i know that what i am doing could well damage me.