Chapter 1: Addie
It was Friday, October 27th. How I remember the exact date, I don't know. Rain surrounded the little ice cream parlor I was sitting in with Daniel. We had just gone to see a movie together, since the unexpected rain had ruined our plans of going to the annual corn maze.
"Uh, Addie? As a guy, I have special needs that need to be taken care of. So I was wondering, maybe we could..." Daniel said, drawing me away from staring at my my sundae. I looked at him quizzically, confused by what he was asking me. But once I thought about what he said, it hit me like a brick wall.
"Daniel..." I looked back at the window, "You know I'm not ready for that, not quite yet." I looked at his short brown hair and blue eyes, wondering what he would say next. While we had been together since our freshman year, I hadn't taken that next step, because of my mom. When she was my age, she ended up having me and lost almost everything.
"But when will you ready?" Daniel interrogated, slightly raising his voice.
"Daniel, please! You know that I want to wait until I'm ready for the chance of having kids. Now will you please sit down? People are starting to look at us." I asked, showing my shy personality.
"Fine!" Daniel huffed, grabbing my arm and dragging me through the parlor and heading towards the bathroom. When we got in the compact bathroom, Daniel locked the door and threw me against it.
"Why are you doing this? What's gotten into you?" I yelled at Daniel.
"Why don't you trust me?" He retorted, "We've been together for how long? And you won't let me go any further than giving you hugs and kisses!"
"It's not that I don't trust you. You know perfectly well why I won't let you go that far!" I yelled, losing all composure. Daniel pressed me against the door so that our faces were inches away. I could have sworn that I smelled alcohol in his breath.
I couldn't stand it any more, and with all of my strength, I shoved Daniel off of me, and sprinted away from that cruel ice cream parlor. Thankfully, I had grabbed my jacket before leaving, otherwise I would have frozen in the cold autumn rain. I continued to run until the lights of the ice cream parlor, and Daniel's car, were out of sight. The cold raindrops rolled down my cheeks, they were accompanied by hot, burning tears.
When I got home, I walked right past my mom, and straight up to my room, slamming the door closed. Without a care in the world, I threw my self onto my bed and began sobbing heavily, unlike the small tears I had cried out in the rain. As I bawled, I couldn't help but wonder about Daniel. What had happened to the sweet, caring boy I had met in Kindergarten. But my whimpering was cut off by my phone ringing.
"H-hi, Shelia." I stuttered out, wiping away fresh and dry tears.
"Hey, I need to tell you something." Came a monotone response.
