Okay. So my boyfriend, lets call him Kevin, and I have been having troubles the last couple weeks. He's been dealing with his trauma issues and I've been trying my best to help him. He was emotionally abused when he was younger, so I understood if he had problems with trusting me. I personally think I was really patient over the last 2 years.

I never got mad at him, even when he suspected me to be cheating or something. I always tried my best to be the perfect girlfriend in his eyes: I was attentive, caring, and everything else he wanted me to be. Whenever he needed me, I was there.

I did all of this because I loved him. Kevin was my first crush, my first love, my first kiss, everything, pretty much. I gave my entire heart to him. Truthfully, I valued him more than I did myself.

Everything was great until about mid February. Kevin was finally opening up and it was awesome. I thought things were finally going our way.

Then I started getting busier. I'm president of our school's Music Club, and our concert is soon, so I had to attend this endless string of meetings. It was really tiring and I felt horrible for not being able to spend a lot of time with Kevin, so I was even MORE caring when I did see him.

But of course, it wasn't ENOUGH. He started getting jealous at the smallest of things. At first, it was really cute and sweet when he was possessive. But it started to get annoying, so I faced him about it.

Okay, by "facing him", I mean pouting a bit and tell him to "stop being jelly all the time, 'cause I'm yours and only yours". Yeah. I'm cheesy. Get over it.

But he got suspicious (FOR NO FREAKING REASON) and he started to doubt me. Kevin started to get really mean; he would fight with me often and during them, he called me these horrible things. He would shout that I betrayed him and each time he said that, it was like he stabbed me with a knife.

I stuck with him though. I knew that it was because of his trust issues, and that it wasn't his fault. But today, he crossed the line.

This afternoon (after school), I was with my friends, and David, my best friend, and I were joking around, laughing. David has this habit of putting his arm around my shoulders, but I never minded it. But of course, Kevin HAD to take it the wrong way and he flipped out.

He grabbed me and he screamed, "You're a backstabbing ! I can't believe I trusted a like you!"

He raised his hand and struck my cheek. I doubled back because of the force, but I couldn't feel the physical pain. I only felt my heart tear in two. Then as Kevin was about to slap me again, but Anna (my other best friend) caught his hand.

She yelled at him, saying that he was a hypocrite and that he didn't deserve me, and normally, I would've done the same, but I was to busy crying. I broke down, pretty much. The boy that I loved and loved me back had turned into this monster.

David took me away and he let me cry. Anna came soon after too. They held me until the tears stopped and David drove me home. My parents are on a trip and my sister is at a friend's house for the next two days, so I was alone.

Even though he wanted to stay, I forced David to go home and now I'm alone, writing this.

I can't believe I wasted my precious time for someone that treats me like garbarge. I can't believe I used up all that love on Kevin. Who abused me the way he had been abused.

So this is my message to that jerk.

Stupid . Douchebag. I'm better off without you anyways. Screw you, I'll be so epic that you'd BEG to get me back.

You'll regret losing my love.

I'm sorry if I bored anyone. I just really needed to get that out of my system.