A&Ty Pt. I

The first love is the one you'll remember forever right? What if I had two first loves? Both sweet and poisonous. Both running through my blood stream like cocaine. It was like something I had never felt before. Each love was different, whole and warm.

When it came to A, life was easy. He loved me.
We spent countless hours together in my basement, playing games and rolling around on the carpet. The air was lighter with him. I could finally breathe again. The slicing of my skin had suddenly stopped and I was strong again. School was a breeze and I had a sweet friend, Ty who let me sit with him and his friends at lunch.
I was a freshman, with a sophomore boyfriend sitting with upper-classmen boys at lunch..I was living every girls dream. A and I were that power couple. We were invincible. We kissed and the room would freeze. Nobody was there except him and I. Everyone loved us. WE WERE UNSTOPPABLE.
But the honeymoon faze soon began to wear off. A and I stopped seeing eye to eye, but I was addicted to him. I couldn't be without him and I would confess it all to Ty...
Oh sweet Ty..dying inside only because I couldn't love him like I loved A..but there was something about Ty that I couldn't help but love.
Moe hated me. I knew it, I felt it, and I saw it everyday in the halls when our eyes wouldn't meet, or when I received nasty prank calls in the middle of the night. It wasn't something I could help. I had lost my best friend.
But then one day she reconsidered. We slowly began to joke in a class we shared, Art. It was nice to hear her laugh again and to hear my own for that matter. One day she had said something about A that really upset him, and he rushed to her locker after he heard, shoved her to the side, and made her use her words. She was petrified. His strength and persistence frightened her. He soon came to me at my locker and resumed an average day of walking me to Art class. Once fixed in my seat, I waited for Moe. She came in hysterical...crying and mumbling words. "A...pushed me" was what I made out the most of her jumbled words. I hugged her tight and whispered "I'll be right back."
I hit the threshold and started running. I knew that I was on the right floor of the school, it was a matter of beating the tardy crowd to A..Ty snatches my arm as I am running. He looks concerned even considering his state of mind (high). I couldn't talk...I had to find A.