My name is Candith , please read my story & drop your comment.
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Love knows no boundaries and love knows no
color, i know that, he knew it, they also knew
it but they did not want to admit. he was 17
and i was 16. our love was so strong, maybe
that's why it never lasted. we met in a
debating class and he did not want to admit
that he lost to a girl, so he spent more time
with me because he wanted to study his
opponent but instead, one thing led to another
and one random kiss changed the way we
looked at each other, but later on, it changed
our lives.after 7 months together we decided
to tell our parents.First we told my mom, my
sister knew about it, my mom took it very
well, all she was concerned about was teenage
pregnancy and the fact that her daughter has
started dating. she made that very clear to the
both of us. The following weekend we decided
to tell his parents. we went to the mall on
Friday to draw up the whole plan. What to
say,How to say it and all. We held hands as
we walked out of the restaurant just like we
usually do, and my goodness we bumped into
his parents, there was no way out. they saw us
before we saw them. we don't even know what
they were doing at the mall on a Friday
afternoon. his dad greeted me with this
shocked face as his mom pulled him to the
side. "My goodness what the hell are you
doing holding hands with this Black girl", she
said. and i heard her. his dad asked for my
name and age, the conversation went on
between mother and son as the father tried to
keep me busy so that i did not hear anything,
but i did. he kept explaining that he was
waiting for the right time to tell them that he
had a girlfriend, but really his mom did not
care that he had a girlfriend, what she cared
about was that he had a black girl friend, with
nappy hair and the whole package that being
black come with.
She did not say a word to me she pulled her
son away and they took off,his dad left me
standing there. i waited for a call the whole
night but it never came through. no text no
skype. nothing to explain what happened and
if we are still telling them the next day, but it
was pretty obvious that we were not going to.I
knew right there that something was wrong.
so i started drawing up the possibilities. i had
a lot of "what ifs in my head.
I couldn't sleep the entire weekend, I was hurt.
On Monday we met at school. We skipped
classes and just sat the whole day. We hardly
spoke, we just sat there, in each other's arms,
we made the most of the moment because we
knew that any time this could end. I went
home that afternoon, and spoke to him on the
phone, just after super my mom received a
call from the principal. He wanted her to come
to school with me the next day. When we got
the the next day his parents were there too.
My mom is a teacher so she understands the
way kids behave. His mom made us break up
in front of the teacher, my mom and school
councillors. She literally said "tell her that its
over". She explained how much of a
distraction I am to her son's education. He
surprised us all when he said he can't, with
his head bowed down. That gave me power, I
refused too. My mom sat me down when I got
home and gave me a lecture about heart
breaks and all. I did not listen. I was in love.
his parents took him out of the school in the
middle of the year, but that did not help, we
made plans on weekends to see each other.
When I was doing matric, he was supposed to
be doing his first year, but he took a gab year
instead even though i was against it. We'd
spend weekends together. My first road trip
was with him. On his 19th birthday he had a
big formal party, and he invited me. I went but
my presence was a big deal. His mom for
some reason showed her true colors. That
woman never pretended for anyone. That's
what I liked about her. She asked me to leave,
everyone was shocked and her sister tried to
calm her down, she didn't take it, for the first
time in my life, that woman made me cry, the
brave girl in me melted, i was humiliated, as i
walked out to call my mom to fetch me, my
boyfriend was behind me, he left his party left
with me,i did not say a word in the car, i had
nothing to say. he asked if i was okay, but i
did not want to lie so i just kept quiet.we
booked into a hotel, he said he couldn't let me
go home sad. i called my mom and lied, i told
her that i will be sleeping over a friend's
house because i did not want her to drive
late. she did not believe me but she said it
was okay. i got in the room and took a
shower, i sat in there and thought a lot of how
this was going to end because we both knew
that it would end someday. He checked on me
in the bathroom, he thought maybe i was
crying but i was not. i yelled at him for
peeping. he walked in there fully dressed and
hugged me. he told me how sorry he was that
his mom stormed out on me. he made a
whole lot of promises, he promised that he
would not leave me. We made love that night.
it wasn't for the first time but I felt like it was,
usually we would just do it just for the fun of
it. but that night it was different. It was so
beautiful. The way he looked at me that night,
the way we touched that night. It was so
beautiful. The next morning we woke up next
to each other for the first time in our lives, we
both knew that its what we want for the rest
of our lives.
Two weeks later I got my results and I passed
well, I got accepted to study law. I was happy
and he was happy for me but he looked sad.
He told me that his mom applied for a job
overseas and she got the post, he will be
attending college there. He was leaving soon.
He promised that he will visit often,But we
both knew that it wouldn't work. On the day
he left, his friend drove me to the airport. He
was my friend too. We got there 30 minutes
before. I ran into his arms and I just cried. His
mom was pissed but I did not care, I begged
him not to go. Everyone at the airport was
looking at me but I did not care. I bagged him
but I knew he had to go.
there was only one thing that could make him
stay. The truth. But something stopped me. I
let him go instead. I divided his family, this
time I made sure that his mom gets what she
wanted. He left me 4 weeks pregnant, but he
did not know. I did what I had to do. I was
done fighting. Next year i'll be doing my first
year at varsity and my mom promised to take
care of the baby.
As I write this I can't help it but cry. I
remember telling him that I want to break the
cycle of single parenting in my family. My
mom was raised by her mom, I was raised by
my mom. I wanted to break the cycle, but I
failed. I keep hoping that he will be back. After
that day at the airport. I never heard from
him. His baby looks just like him.
i still love him. a lot
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