The Lock To His Key

7. A Backstory 📖

(Isabella's Pov)
"The start of year 4 was when it started.
I was 14, and went through changes.

My braces came off, my face became more defined and um, things grew.

A month passed and everything was normal.
I made a few friends here and there, and went to one or two parties.

I went to a specific party where I met a guy. His name was Caleb. Caleb and I really hit it off, and he invited me to his dorm.

That was the first time I ever gave a blow job."
I said.

"I lied to him. I said I've done it before.
I went in like I knew what I was doing, Caleb told me he knew I was lying.

But he wasn't mad, he said he would teach me how.

This excited me. It was the first time I got proper attention from a guy.

Caleb and I would talk a lot in classes, and he would take me to his dorm and teach me.

Eventually he asked me out, Caleb was my first boyfriend.

He asked if he could call me Isa, and I said yes.
I thought it was cute.

Everything was good, until he sat me down, and said he wanted to talk to me.

He said he slept with another girl because I wouldn't shag him.

He said I lacked that intimacy aspect.

He said we needed to break up and that he found someone better."

"He's a jerk Isabella, he didn't deserve you."
Said Draco.

"I acted like I didn't care, but I was heart broken.

I cried to Mattheo and told him what happened. Mattheo helped me get through it.

Caleb and I dated for a total of three months.
Three months wasted."

"Was he the worst?" Asked Draco.

"He was far from the worst.
A month later I met a new guy.
His name was Aiden, my second boyfriend.

Aiden loved touching me. We met in class and his hand would always be on my thigh or around my shoulder, I loved it.

I loved being touched, I still do.
We would always flirt in class and I made the first move.

I invited him to my dorm, and we made out.
One thing led to another, his pants were off, and I was on my knees.

He was the second guy I you know.

Eventually I asked him out.
I really liked Aiden.

Aidens personality was a lot more angsty.
I loved it.

He always pulled my hair and pushed my head when I did it.

He gripped my neck whenever we made out, or my waist. He also degraded which I actually liked.

It didn't matter if it was name calling or grabbing I loved it all.