I stood up, put my arms around him, told him that I was doing well and that I thank him for caring for me. He hugged me back, not the way I see him hu...g Brindy or Carlita. As a friend, maybe. Or a daughter.Every night I go to sleep in my own room. They go to sleep in the big bedroom. I know they do as married people, as adults, do. I’m fourteen, or eighteen if you look at my papers. I feel fourteen, though. Knowing that they have each other, though, I feel lonely. Maybe envious.This is a family.. Bringing the bony part of her left forearm against his face with all the force she could muster; she smashed his cheek and nose. She did this repeatedly as Connors tried to fend her off. Everyone watching could imagine what would have happened without the padding. Even now Connors nose was bleeding a little from her multiple strikes.Freeing himself from her grip he slipped out from under her, rolling clear he made it to his feet. Carm zeroed in on the bloody nose striking at it whenever she got. Looking back, I was already a little wobbly when I got out of his car, but I thought it was from walking around to the front of the building on gravel in the high heels. Steve knocked on the door a couple of times and a huge man, I mean he filled the doorway, opened the door and saw Steve, looked at me and smiled and stepped aside to let us in. We followed him through an empty front area into a back room that was decorated like a nightclub, except that, other than the guy who let us in, there. Next year her father got transferred and we parted on good note.Class 11th it was hard to get over my first girlfriend but with the help and support of one of my best friend it was quick, she was a great supporter and our tuning went on very well. We became very close and started sharing everything. I proposed her on class 12th and she accepted. The relation was more of affection and care. It was something like true love. We concentrated on our studies and never thought of getting physical.