He Made Me Do It

"You know what this means Girl Jayce Bellridge?!" My mom screams as I look down at my converse, "you had sexual intercourse with someone who is seven years older than you!"

Tears begin to well up in my eyes, my mom doesn't even believe me. It wasn't my choice, it's not my fault that I go to an all girls boarding school with one guy teacher. Mr Braid, I didn't even know he was twenty three.

"I can't even look at you anymore, you're going to live with your grandmother." She yells and I look up at her, "no! Please mom!" I plead getting on my knees, I do love my nana but she lives in New Jersey which is on the other side of the country. "There is no changing my mind Girl."

After that episode I went up to my room with tears in my eyes, I begin packing. Starting with my pictures of my family, "I miss you dad." I whisper looking at the photo of my father and I wen I was six.

I am relatively a good girl, always having good grades cleaning my room, not drinking or smoking. Just one incident and everyone begins to hate me. I didn't want to have sex with Mr Braid, I would just occasionally flirt with him because I was bored. He made me do it.

~3 hours later~

I've finished packing my things, mom has called the moving van. They'll be driving to my nana's whilst I catch a plane over there. "Bye mom." I say going to give her a hug and she just turns around. I wipe away a tear rolling down my cheeks before walking out of my old home and getting into the taxi.

I arrive at the airport half an hour later. "Only four hours to go." I say to myself paying the taxi driver and get out my suitcase and backpack. "Thank you." I say to the taxi driver. I think his name is Habib, he drives away as I wave goodbye.

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