sneaking back home (open)

[Renee Rousseau ♥]

[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=D8B270] I walked from the small back yard and across the lawn of the neighbors. I knew that I shouldn't be there. My parents had told me never to see him again, but how could I resist? He was the one I loved, and he will always be the one I love. But sometimes, I didn't know if he could return the feelings. He was a jackass, and I blindly gave him my heart. All the time. I am his, and I'm sneaking out of his neighborhood at three in the morning, because he asked me over at one. I know it may be immoral, but it still happened, and you cannot deny the fact that our feelings were there. I sighed, and looked at the run down trailer house of his, and closed my eyes, I turned away, and hopped into my car, it was a black B&W convertible, and drove away. I was sneaking up the back driveway, a small trail in going through the back forest of my home, that I knew my parents did not know about. I was walking up the cement stairway that led into my floor of the house, I knew my parents wouldn't be there, because I had changed the locks on my room, and all my doors, and I kept the key myself. I walked in. and He was there. He was angry with me, and he knew I had been cheating on him. I flopped onto the couch, and my head hung low. I sighed, and squinted, "I'm sorry." Is all I could say to him. He was the one who always gave me second chances, I don't know why I keep losing them. w o r d s ;; 281 t a g s ;; Renee ; open o c c ;; kind of a short post... /:

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