Jaylie's POV

        Moving. A mwaka zamani I would have simply refused to. But that was before...
        It's all because of my jackass boyfriend(well, ex-boyfriend now), Blake. 

        ~Flashback~
I was sitting in my room tweeting when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Blake. Oh, how I upendo Blake so much!, I thought. We've been dating for two months. And these are the best two months I've ever had.
Conversation:
Blake-hey, Honey Suckle ;)
Me-heyyy wat's up?
Blake-just thinking about u  and how I'm missing u so much <3
Me-awww u know u just saw me when u picked me up from school about an saa ago
Blake-it's only been an hour? Wow it feels like all day. Can I come over?
Me-well, of course! :)

10 dakika later I heard the doorbell. That was Blake. 
        "I've got it! It's Blake!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs. As soon as I opened the door Blake grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me. He started backing me up so he could come in without breaking the kiss.
        "EWWW! MOMMA! DADDY! JAYLIE AND BLAKE ARE KISSING!" my 4 mwaka old brother, Riley screamed.
        "You won't be to happy when wewe get old enough to have a girlfriend and she does that to you," my other 15 mwaka old brother, Dylan, told him.
        "Come on, let's go to my room," I alisema to Blake. We walked up he stairs and went to my room and shut the door. Blake was already sitting on my kitanda when I turned around. I sat beside him.
        "Now, where were we?" he asked as he leaned in and started kissing me. It was just a soft kiss at first but then he started to deepen the kiss(something I enjoyed). Then we started playing tug-of-war with our tongues(I enjoyed that also). Then, to my surprise, he gently leaned me back on the bed. He began to kiss my neck and nibble my ear. He then ran his hands underneath my shati and lifted it over my head and took it off. I did the same with him. But once he began to unhook my bra, I stopped him.
        "No, Blake, wait," I said.
        "Wait for what?" he asked.
        "I'm sorry, but I'm just not ready yet," I alisema apologeticly.
        "Jaylie, wewe always say that. Your eighteen years old! Yes wewe are ready," he said. "I've been ready for a mwezi now but I've been waiting for you. I don't know how much longer I can wait."
        "Just please give me some zaidi time, okay?" I pleaded.
        "No. I'm not wasting anymore time. I've u won't, then we're done," he said.
         I justes stared at him, shocked. "Well, fine! If thats all wewe care about then I don't want wewe as a boyfriend anyway!" I yelled at him. And with that he left.

Later that night at 2am...

I was laying there in my kitanda trying to get some sleep when I heard my window open. Oh, shit! I forgot to lock it! I got up and I saw it was Blake holding a bouquet of red roses.
        "I'm sorry for what I alisema earlier. I can't live without you. And if living with wewe in my life means having to wait...then I will," he said. I looked at him. His cute face in the moonlight. I had to forgive him. I smiled and ran to him and kissed him. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. We ended up getting to the exact same place we were last time. And, just like last time, I stopped him.
        "Blake-" I started.
        "Shhh. Don't talk. Let our bodies talk, not our mouths."
        "But-"
        "But nothing. Shut up like I said."
        I was shocked to hear him say that. He's never alisema anything like that to me before. Before I could register what he was doing, he put a piece of bata tape on my mouth. I started hyperventilating. Then, to my horror, he got a pocket kisu out and held it against my throat.
        "Now wewe know what I mean kwa shut up and don't songesha don't you?" he asked. 
        Before he could continue, my bedroom door opened and my light was flipped on.
        "Jaylie...? Jaylie, what-?" Riley didn't finish the question. "Momma! Daddy! Somebody's hurting Jaylie! Hurry!"
        In a blink of an eye, my mom and dad were in my room.
        
        And let's just say that after that, i dont think Blake would ever try that again.

        That didn't stop him from hurting me without being near me. When we went back to school, he told every one that I was pregnant and he wasn't the father. So now every one was calling me a whore, a slut, au a slutty whore. I came nyumbani crying every siku and my dad got sick of it so...he decided to move.

        ~End of Flashback~

So there wewe have it. I'm going to start my college life as a new person. At Los Angeles, California.

This is my first fanfic so I hope wewe like it and please leave comments! :)

I'll post the inayofuata part tomorrow au maybe the inayofuata day