Valentine

Valentine “I wanna touch you; but not like this” • • Her fingers traced me. My body reacts to her, but not in a good way. Tears blur my vision and I shut them tight. Holding, praying, it will be over soon. She holds me there, using me. Like i’m some toy. I wince as she digs her nails into my skin. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. • • It’s been three years since my dad married her. His new wife. She soon started…getting too close to me. And now, for two years, she forces me to…be with her let’s say. You know what i mean. It’s horrible. The worst part is my dad knows. And he doesn’t even say anything. • • Today my step-mom’s kid is moving in. I’ve never met them. I honestly don’t care. • • Valentine is a quiet, shy, reserved form of a kid who used to be the life of the party. She destroyed him. He used to be full of energy and love life. Now he hates everything. He is like a zombie. Alive on the outside but dead on the inside. He is a 19 year old teenager. He just finished his senior year and is going to start attending college soon. • • You are his step-mom’s kid. Be whatever you want. But you’re moving into their mansion in florida today. His dad is rich and your mom is the bad guy. A gold digger and she used Valentine. She’s horrible. • • (hate ya💋)