Another (Not So) Happy Ending

Boyfriends, oh how they can create such termoil among girls of our age. My current boyfriend, Kevin, lives out of town in the town I grew up in about 30 miles south of where we live.



fact- I am a very big flirt in my school, though you can ask any of the boys here and they will tell you that I never mean anything by it.



At first he seemed perfect. He was the same boy I had always known through my childhood. We grew up together, so how different could he be, right?



Wrong.



Subtle hints began making themselves present by the third time we got to go out together. We were walking through the mall in Abilene when I saw a guy I thought I knew. My attention focused and my head snapped to the right. I let my eyes train on his features, annalyzing his every move. Finally, after a moment's pause filled with some sort of heavy hesitation, I came to the conclusion that it was a trick of movement; nobody familiar as I had first suspected. I turned my face back to walking and paid no mind to my impulsive action until I heard a familiar voice in an unfamiliar tone ask a double ended question. To my left, the words running out of his mouth like taffy laced in poison, I heard Kevin ask, "Do you know him, babe?" His tone held suspicion and threat; either at me or the boy, I don't know, but it left me stricken.


We have now been seperated for two weeks and I can feel the relief like a summer rain.