Online Relationship

Chapter 1

Slam the door, throw my bag on the floor, go in a mood for no fucking reason, lie on my bed and cry.

I write in my diary.

I roll my eyes.

I whisper to myself "Perfect plan for tomorrow"

I huff.

What is life? 

A dark universe filled with bright stars, that's what I think.

I roll over in my bed and see my computer.

I tilt my head and see my camera.

I shake my head "too much effort"

I roll my eyes and push my legs off the bed and grab my headphones and computer.

"HelpLine" I see flicker on my screen when my computer loads up, I click on it. Helpline is not like childline before you think anything, it's a help page or well people use it as a dating site now, to be honest. It's the most popular page going on right now, all over the news. 

Over the news for one reason.

"Girl named "Liaxoxo" (we are using her username for security purposes) has been murdered by 3 boys at a local park by the page help" 

I gulp. She was only 14, fucking 14 the guys were around 18/19. My age. 

Disgusting.

They've been trying to do it since, the boys. Like a gang. That's what they call themselves.

I roll my eyes, whatever.

I click on my profile "Angel". (not my real name don't worry)

I click on my thread about photography, 30 replies. Not bad, not bad. 

I scroll through, blah blah blah. OH

I see an interesting reply from "Hunter" 

"No one can capture images like the eyes can or store images as the eyes can. Well...no one but Angel ;)" I smile, my cheeks start to hurt. NO! I don't know this guy. Ugh...I reply back to be nice and a little sweet "Aww thanks Hunter, that's really sweet. Agree with your statement x" 

An immediate reply comes up from him, okay not unusual at all. No, he might just be active...at that very precise moment...

Stop overthinking

"I am not sweet...what so ever but, I'll take it" 

I reply.

"Hmm I've heard sweeter things, to be honest with you" 

He replies back.

"Oh? So now your getting payback, great... ;)" 

I smirk.

"Mhm, of course, I am. I've had a boyfriend don't think I don't know sweet things" 

"Definitely expected that reply!"

I giggle. Oh no, what's happening to me...

"Of course you did, not creepy what so ever" 

"Ah yeah sorry. I am trying not to be creepy over this page, new years resolution" 

I smile. Okay, he's funny...or she.

"Haha, jeez. Was that supposed to reassure me?"

"A little...didn't work?"

"Nope :)"

I smile while typing.

"How about we continue this little chat of ours over private?" 

My heart jumps

Someone else joins the convo. Someone who's been keeping up with my work for a while.

TIE-DYE - "Please do love birds, I'm going to puke"

I laugh.

"Yeah good idea Hunter, also TIE-DYE. Not love birds."

I get a friend request and circle my mouse over it. 

He could be a generally nice guy.

I click accept when I hear my door click, I panic and close my computer.

"Lucy." I pretend I'm sleeping and rollover.

"Hmm" 

My dad. 

He creeps over. 

"Lucy Black. Sleep. Now" his voice makes my heart pick up in the worse way.

I nod.

He slams the door.

I take a deep breath.

Relief

I open my computer again. 

"ONE NEW MESSAGE" 

I slightly tilt my head

I open it.

"Hey, Angel ;)" 

I roll my eyes.

"Hey Hunter, now no more flirting"

2 minutes later.

"I like fiesty"

"Hunter."

"Alright alright, sorry" 

Huh...

"It's fine haha" 

"So..."

He says...I take a deep breath. This was a bad idea.

"So. Not to be creepy. But where are you from?"

"Now you're being the creepy one! oof Angel! I don't want to be murdered like Lia. Kidding kidding, I'm from New York" 

"Oh very funny, I still find that pretty depressing. And no way...same" 

"Actually me too. It's a shame, really. God...from the same place, mu- no sorry no flirting right"

I smile and start typing but he's quicker than me

"Thinking of going to photography college?"

"Not precisely photography college but yes college"

"Oh cool. I'm being forced to by my dad."

I think...hm...daddy's boy?

"Dad's boy?"

"Haha no. It's complicated tbh with you" 

"Fair enough. Just so you know not talking about my dad, ever"

"And that's fair enough as well, you don't have to" He understands...huh

We fall into a deep convo like we just clicked. 

...clicked...I've never clicked with someone...

I felt immediately comfortable with him. I opened up to him more than I have with anyone. 

I am SO careful on this site, why has this all disappeared now.