It all started it out great. He asked me out and I agreed. We went to the movies and to dinner and now we were back at my house, making out, if you will. At first it was sweet, but then he was getting really hasty. I felt his hands try to get to my zipper. I had just met him for crying out loud! And he wants to have sex already? I mean, c'mon, you don't just meet someone and immediately try to get them stripped! What the fuck?!
"Ryan, stop" I whisper-yelled, but he didn't stop.
"Ryan, please stop!" I repeated but he wouldn't.
"Get off me you ass hole!" I pushed him off me.
"Don't love me Katya?" He asked.
"Dude, I just met you" I said, snapping him back into reality.
"Well, don't you believe in love at first sight?" he said, coming closer to me. Oh holy crap, why do all boys say that? I knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to get me in bed with him then after the night was over he'd leave me like everyone else does.
"You know what, just leave Ryan" I said, walking towards the door.
"What if I don't want to?" He gave me a weird look.
"I'll call the police" I threatened.
Ryan walked towards the door but looked back at me while he left "I swear to god Katya, I will find you, and when I do, you're gonna be sorry, your gonna be really sorry."
Okay, for some reason those last words made me scared. I knew Ryan could be mean but I've never heard him say something like that. I remember my friend, Nelly, had a boyfriend and when they broke up and he said he'd come back for her the next day her mother died of a murder. I broke down into tears.
I was scared of what he'd do. I was scared for everyone who cared for me. I was scared of Ryan.
I needed someone for me right then, but I was 18. No one was really living with me. I lived in an apartment somewhere in LA. I have to say I didn't have a lot. I worked at Starbucks and that's where I got enough money to support myself.
I whipped out my phone and dialed my best friend's number. I knew he might have been asleep but I needed him right now. "Hello?" a tired voice answered.
"Hi Joe, I need you right now" I tried to hide the fact that I had been crying, but I knew he could tell.
"Why? What's going on?" Joe asked, with full concern in his voice.
"Can I just please meet you somewhere?" I asked, avoiding his question.
"Sure, I'll be over in five minutes, hang tight okay?" And with that Joe hung up.
Joe Jonas was the sweetest guy in the world I have to say. He was funny, but he knew how to be sweet. He cared for everyone that was close to him and is always there for friends and family. I'm in love with him. Too bad he doesn't know it.