Chapter 1 - Regrets.

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( If you haven't read 'Hard To Get', I suggest you do that or you're going to be really confused.)

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Chapter 1 - Regrets.

Have you ever regretted something so much, that you just always think about the 'What If's'? What could have been, or what could have happened if you weren't so afraid. Afraid of the world and it's nasty lies. Afraid to take a chance because someone in your past fucked up everything so bad, that you cannot trust those in your future.

They say live life with no regrets. Bullshit. Everyone is going to have some type of regrets some point in their life. Whether it be asking out your crush, or killing someone. There will be regrets. It's just a part of the human nature.

Everyday for the last 3 years I've lived with many regrets. I wasn't able to finish school. Now, I'm stuck taking online classes so I can get my masters degree in neonatal care. I'm stuck living with my dad and little sister at 20 years old because I was young and caught in the moment. My world has changed tremendously because of that one night in April.

Those are just the small regrets I think about now and then. There's a much bigger one. Oh, yes. I think about it constantly. I think 'what if I hadn't been so hurt in my past, where would we be now?'

I constantly think about how I let the person who mean most to me, walk out of my life. No contact what-so-ever. Completely cut out of my world. I regret ever starting a game with him. If I'd just been upfront with him from the beginning, I wouldn't have all this weight on my shoulder. But no. My fucked up past stopped me from doing so. Therefore, there's a whole in my heart, a constant reminder of him. It eats away at me, sending me into darkness. I now have two constant reminders of what could have been.

I was young and in love. So naive. But what teenager isn't? None. One thing I would never regret is meeting him. He gave me the two most important things in my life and I couldn't ask for more. I'm happy. Right?

Two arms slithered their way around my waist. Startled, I gasped as I was pulled into a warm, bare chest. I slowly relaxed as I realized who it was.

"What'cha thinkin' bout?" His deep, raspy voice mumbled into my neck.

"Getting you out of here before my dad wakes up." I lied, but slightly chuckling.

Laughing, he unraveled his hands from around my waist. He turned around to check, what I'm guessing, the time. He let out an audible groan as he turned back to face me.

"You're right." He sighed.

I giggled and turned to my back. He took this opportunity to straddle me. His dog chains landing above my chest and his hands above my head.

 "Always am." I grinned.

He leaned down and gave my lips a gentle, feathery kiss. He began to pull away but I grabbed his neck and forced him back down. I needed more.

My arms wrapped around his neck pulling him even closer without him completely squishing me. I moaned into the kiss as he bit my bottom lip. He took this as a chance to thrust his tongue into my mouth. I let my hands exlporse his torso, running them up and down his abs.

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