I walked slowly up the steps to my fate. I got out my keys and opened the door. In the living room sat my father, watching television. "Chelsea," he said. He knew. "What is it I hear about you having sex with Jake? You know that fifteen is much too young." I nodded slowly. "You should know better than that Chelsea, I trusted you and now you've broken my trust. And doing it on school grounds? That is unacceptable. I'm disappointed in you Chelsea." My father told me. It took all of my strength not to cry. "I'm sorry father." I said. I really was sorry. "Go to bed Chelsea" he told me. It was only 8pm. "Alright Father." I went up to my room and thought about what I had done and how it felt. But it wasn't my fault. Jake threatened me. I started to weep gently. It went on like this for a few hours until I finally drifted off to sleep.
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