Behind Closed Doors

Introductions

How did we get here...?
It started off with just a few glances on the school bus. I didn't think much of it other than it being my bright blue hair, but apparently I was wrong.
I don't even remember him ever sending me a friend request on Facebook either. It's like he just appeared. I remember I had posted something on my story because the guy I was with at the time had started an argument with me. I remember that night being....bloody...
He had texted me and asked if I was okay. Normally, I don't respond to people I don't know, but something inside of me just made my fingers move across the screen, spelling out words I didn't comprehend. It's like my body knew what to do.
I ended up sneaking out that night just to hang with him. He stole his dad's car and drove me up to the old raceway and we sat outside and just stared at the stars. I was a hopeless romantic back then, and still am to this day. I wanted to kiss him so badly but I was too shy to go for it. We went to a church down the road and snuck off into the woods to smoke weed. It was my first time ever getting high, but I didn't know how to smoke things so I just pretended.
We ended up talking about our pasts, going into deep conversation until it was three in the morning. I don't remember much else of that night, only that somehow my boyfriend found out and yelled at me.
Nikkie Woods, the man that saved me and has also taken me through so much hell.
                       This is our story.