Hello everyone, my name is Brittney. I'm fifteen years old and I have the life of a slave.
"A slave? What?"
Yes, I am a slave to my boyfriend. Here is a little back story on my life:
My mom passed away when I was two and my dad blew me and my brother, Jonas, off way before I was born. When Jonas was thirteen and I was twelve, we went to this party with high schoolers. While he was partying with everyone, I was at the bar just drinking apple cider. I was the shy girl of the party, so I didn't expect anyone to talk to me. Suddenly, this boy, Jake, walked to me and started talking to me. He was very sweet, so we became friends. Three months in our friendship, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I didn't see a problem with it. That soon became my number one regret. Now, I'm in high school, trying to hide what happens when I am at home with him. He made me move in with him so he can watch over me. Everyday I wake up I just wish that I knew what I was getting into when I said yes to him.