Part I

It started in high school, I was a senior and he was a junior. We never met but we had mutual friends. One day we were in drama class and i caught him staring at me constantly, so i started asking his friends for his name, I couldn't stop thinking about him the entire day. His voice, accent, eyes, his swag it was all stuck in my head. When school ended i was looking for him to walk home with but he walked a different way then i did. I got home and went on fb to find him. I was so determined to find him, I started searching his name it was so difficult to find his name because he didn't upload many pictures of himself. I was friends with one of his homies so I texted his friend and asked "what's your friend name that be sitting with you in drama class?" He said "why you wanna know ?" I was low key getting annoyed because I wanted this boy more than he knew. I told him "I was tryna ask him a question". After a couple of tries with the friend he gave me his fb page. I quickly inboxed him like " hey you remember me? " after that we hit if off and were talking to each other all day in school and all day after school, we'd spend hours on the phone. I was starting to fall for him fast; he would buy me lunch and walk me home. We would go to each others house. The first day i went to his house I met his mom right on the spot she was nice, I saw his room and her house was so beautiful. When we go to my house l never let him come inside because my house looked nothing like his. I was embarrassed but I would play it off because I didnt want him to ask questions. When we went to his moms house we would watch tv, chill and eat I love every minute of that. After a few more months of dating I started to notice small things change and it made me put my guard up especially when he started to sneak me in his house. I would tell him how i was always hungry and how my mom house was unfit. When his mom found out he was sneaking me in her house, she quickly stopped it she said "you can come over but to stop sneaking in". But soon after her feelings changed she became disrespectful to me; I stopped coming over after while, since I wasn't coming to his house, he decided to come to mine. I finally let him come into my room. His mom started to get upset that her son was always at my house, she would tell him i'm a bad influence on him and i'm not right for him. The things she said really hurt my feelings, it made me feel self conscious and insecure but he didn't know that. I would have to argue with his mom just to talk to him, it was crazy. A year later, she found out I was pregnant because she was searching his room and found it under his mattress. She had told my grandmother, which lead to her telling my mom; when my mom found out she was hurt that the info didn't come from me. I told his mom that I wish she didn't do that but she only thought I was trapping her son. Eventually when the baby came, things got a bit more difficult. Our parents would start jumping down our throats about getting out the house and getting money. They would argue with us everyday about nothing, it got so bad we began to turn against each other and broke up.