He was walking around the park with numchucks, and for some reason I found that intriguing. Everyone thought he was creepy, and honestly, so did I. But then I saw him with the children, and how he made sure not to hit them, and when they came up to him, he would show them how he used the numchucks.
I'm not sure how we started going out. It's like one minute I was saying hello and the next we were holding hands. It was a blur. I don't remember too much more about him. He lived in a foster home on Mohawk St., in St. Johns. It was really good, for a while. I was happy, and I thought he was too.
But then I found out he'd been sneaking around with Katie. My first real relationship and I was cheated on. Sometimes I think it screwed my entire love life.
Why do people cheat, anyway? Why wouldn't they just break up with their significant other, and then go out with the other person? It's certainly not to protect their feelings. Being cheated on hurts more than anyone who hasn't been through it could ever imagine.
Some people get angry, others cry. It's all pain, in the end.
I cried.
He told me he was in love with Katie, but that he wanted to stay with me. For some reason, I let him.
In the end, he dumped me.
Good riddance!
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