I always looked up to my brother, like every time I had a problem I could always turn to him. I would hide behind him when my dad was about to beat me. I felt… safe, you know what I mean? One week ago he died. It was harsh more for my dad he would be crying and crying looking up asking god why, me? I just stood there in disbelief. In some way I wanted to cry but the tears wouldn't come out not a single tear was shed. I didn't go to school for that whole week because my dad said I wasn't ready, I wasn't stable to go back to school. I felt fine. That whole week my boyfriend Sam kept texting me, asking me the same question, "Miko are you ok babe". I got so exhausted I replied, "LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE!" I realized how bad the massage sounded. I feel bad now. I hope he understand I need my space, I hope.

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It's been a week so I feel as though I should go to school. A smile rises up my face as I remember I get to see Sam. The first bell rings, great I'm late. I see Sam waiting by my locker I instantly run towards him. His arms feels so dam good around me. His hands rubbing my back, his soft breath next to me, and the rising of his belly against mine. His soft light color fingers reposition my face to face his. As I feel his breathing getting closer I let every tension go. I let his hands control me. "Do you want to skip school today?" he said.
"I don't know, I guess so"
"Ok c'mon" he said
As we walk to his house he never let go of my hand. I loved every single second of it. I think he really cares for me. Sometimes I wonder if I deserve him. As we enter his house we sneak in avoiding his mom who is drinking coffee in the kitchen reading glamor magazine. We manage to get to his room he looks at me. I nod to say it's OK knowing what he is about to do. He then kisses me while slowly unzipping my sweater. He then proceeds to unbuckle ling my navy blue, worn out skinny jeans. Now I'm half naked with only my red and black underwear with his lips still on me! For a second I open my eyes and I stare at his hazel eyes. This moment is extraordinary; heck every moment with him is extraordinary. His cold hands on my belly make me flinch but I find stillness in his arms. He carries me to the bed. The bed is small I think it's a twin bed but we find a position to fit. His hands are on my chest while we cuddle. His hangs go deeper my eye lids shut and my eyes roll back. He know my body he know where to hold me, where to touch. He kisses my neck. He knows that turns me on. But all I do is enjoy it. I embrace every moment of it. As he keeps rubbing that place that turns me on hormones take over. I don't care if it's two guys because yes I'm Miko, I have a boyfriend named Sam and I LOVE him. Because I know love Is above all love is all I need. Love is extraordinary. Love is supersonic.