Note- this story is in first person of view, and Glitch and my OC, Trixie would be about 16-17. It's in my OC's perspective.

i finally decided on a main character, I decided to create an OC, I'm calling her Trixie, or Trix for short. It's unique, it's edgy, it's bold, it's kinda a b-girl name, so I like it.

peace,

Rawki

I'll be completely honest, my life isn't exactly perfect. My parents are strict. I'm not saying regular strict, but you know the overly protective, watching my every move parents. They want to make my decisions for me. It's like they don't even care what I think.

A knock at my bedroom window disrupted my thinking. I stood up from my spot on the beige carpet. It was fairly late. About nine in the evening. It isn't very dark, since its the beginning of summer.

I quickly walked over to the large window beside my bed and pulled back the curtain. I saw Glitch. My boyfriend for about three years now. We both met by dancing and still have a passion for it.

His white smile and shining emerald eyes stood out in the darkness. I opened the window carefully, to make sure nobody heard it jerk open. The young dance genius smiled and kissed my forehead once he climbed into my room.

"Ya miss me?" He asked jokingly. I put my finger to my lips.

"Shhh. My parents are just downstairs, they-they could hear you," I whispered.

"Don't worry," Glitch whispered back, "and what could be so bad 'bout your parents,"

"I dunno, they wouldn't let me be with you if they found out," I sighed.

"They're not gonna find out," Glitch whispered, "you worry too much," he added. I looked off into space and thought for a moment.

"Hey... It's okay," Glitch said and touched my face. He leaned in close to me and his soft lips pressed against mine. I ran my fingers through his black and green hair and he did the same. For a moment my worries disappeared.

Then, I heard an angry and familiar voice,

" What the hell is going on here!?" Glitch pulled away from me in shock and backed up.

Now my worries were back, and they just multiplied. I felt myself trembling.

"I expect an answer young lady," My dad said loudly. I couldn't find words to say.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm Glitch," Glitch held out his hand, attempting to fix the crumbling situation.

"I don't care who the hell you are! Just get out of my house!" My dad yelled.

"Yes sir," Glitch muttered and walked out of my room and downstairs.

"I'll deal with you in a minute, I'm very disappointed in you," My dad had toned down his voice, but his angry expression remained.

I fell back on my bed as my dad slammed the door. I closed my eyes and tried to tell myself it would be fine, I didn't buy it though. I heard something outside and abruptly stood up to look out my window.

I saw Glitch standing by his black car and my dad, oh no. There was no way this could end well. Something kept me there though, as much as I dreaded what possibly might happen, I stayed glued where I stood with my eyes fixed on the scene.

"Listen," I heard my dad start, "My daughter means everything to me,". Glitch looked at my father bravely.

"I don't want you anywhere near her. Do you understand me? I know what kind of guy you are, and I don't need my daughter getting hurt,". My dad continued. Glitch didn't budge.

"I love her," he confessed.

"Yeah sure you do kid. Now your gonna get in your car, drive away, and never come back here, do you understand me?" My dad continued, Glitch didn't nod though.

"Because if I ever catch you with my daughter again, it's not gonna be good for you-"

"What would you do?" Glitch challenged.

"I'd hit the road, son," My dad suggested and turned away.
"Nice to meet you sir," Glitch called to my dad.

"Get in the car, kid," My dad responded without turning his head.

Glitch opened his car door and got inside. He didn't start the engine though, instead he pulled out his phone.
I heard my phone ring from across the room. I instinctively walked over to my dresser and picked it up. I read the text i had just gotten from Glitch,

'Meet me at the train station at 11:00pm tonight'

I put my phone back as I heard my dad's footsteps. He slowly opened the door to my room. I was sitting on my bed pretending to read a book. My dad sat down on the end of my bed and spoke,

"I don't want you with that boy anymore. I am very ashamed of you-"

"You don't even know him dad," I said, trying not to loose it.

"I NEVER want to see you with that boy again, that's final. He's just like all those other teenagers, I don't trust him, especially with you," my dad explained.

"You don't know us," I argued.

"I don't want to. And from now on there is no you and him," my dad ended it and left. I sat on the floor and buried my face in my arms. I don't know what to do. My thoughts are jumbled in my head, like a mash up of worries, ideas and fears. Am I really gonna run away. I'm torn, I love Glitch, a lot, but what about school? I can't just drop out. It's summer though... No school. Part of me want to go with him, really, really badly, but how are we gonna live? I've never really been one to listen to the people who boss me around, but this is a whole new level.

The more I thought about, the more my thoughts got jumbled. I was getting a huge headache. I hadn't moved in a what felt like forever, but despite my poor calculation of time, it had only been a half hour. 9:33pm. I was supposed to meet Glitch at 11:00pm. I didn't really have a lot of time to think about this.

Thinking wasn't getting me anywhere. It was actually making things a lot worse. Time to stop thinking, because I figured out what I'm going to do now. Though torn in two, I have to pick a side. I DID pick a side actually. And someone was about to be really disappointed, but this is my life, and I'll do what I choose.