The True Colors of Winter
By: Emmalee Patience
I was 13, and I thought I was in Love. His name was Tristan. Being older than me by two years, I kind of looked up to him. I thought he was smarter, knew everything I didnt. He said it was normal for people in relationships to fight as often as we did. He led me think bad things about the people I loved. He took advantage of my innocent mind.
At this point in time as a couple we were feeling distant. So Tristan came to see me. He took a bus all the way from Illinois, and 18 hour trip, and thats not including the 2-4 hour layover. He had planned on getting a job here in Sioux Falls. Two months had passed and never once did he attempt to get a job. He spent all his time playing video games. Eventually he ran out of the little money he had, so he left back to Illinois.
Three months had passed since Tristan had last visited me. Again he talked about a job, said he would come in his own car this time. He also said he would take me on more dates. But knowing Tristan he could talk a big game, But wasn't able to play one.
He came in a bus again i knew he was lying about getting a job. This visit he planned on staying one week. At this point I had already become depressed from being with him. I was stuck in a relationship from hell and I didn't even know it. He told me we were perfect for eachother, that no one would like me like he did. That I couldn't find any better out there than him. Sadly, I believed him. He was changing me, making me a bad person. I couldn't see it. I was to lost in the ‘Idea’ of a good relationship.
Eventually I started standing up for myself. I was bitter and had a lot to say. So one day he was playing xbox and I wanted to play too. When I was feeling brave I asked,
“Can I play?”
“Soon” he replied.
I waited for his game to end before asking again.
“My turn yet?” I asked meekly
“I said soon.” He snapped.
He started up another game, and without asking me, and this, Oh this really pissed me off.
“Its my xbox and its my game! If I can't play you can't either.” I shook his arm, making him drop the controller.
“Damnit Emma! Shut the hell up about it!” He yelled pulling back his arm, he swung, and stopped just before hitting me. I sat there stunned. I looked at him. Amazed he could even bring his arm back like that. His face was serious, It was scary how he obviously didn't care what he had almost just done.
“Learn your place.” He said looking me dead in the eye.
I couldn't believe he had just said that!
“You sexist garbage! I began, If you loved me, if you were a real man, you wouldn't bring yourself to hit me!” I spat, the words stinging my mouth like venom.
“You ungrateful little- I could let him hurt me more, before i knew what had happened, my hang stung. I had just slapped him. I immediately felt regret. He just sat there. mouth and eyes wide open.
I remember this fight like it happened yesterday. When I truly found out who Tristan was. Dont let someone change you like he changed me. When people don't get their way, you see their true colors.
This is a paper from school I had to write. I know I already posted something on this but I went into more detail in this and actually edited. It shows more of my ability to write and edit. This is one of the fights we had that still stays with me to day and constantly reminds me of the bad luck my family has had in relationships. Its like a curse. Anyways. Just thought I'd post this.
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