To her, he was everything she could have asked for and more. It was true that he was a little bit older than her, but to Claudia that just gave the relationship that extra spark of life. For some reason she was given a little satisfaction knowing that both her friends and parents would strongly disapprove. He was 22 and she had told him she had just barely turned 18. At first she was reluctant to let the relationship grow, but soon her initial misgivings evaporated when she lost herself to that deep dreamy voice and that laugh that was to die for. For the first time in her life she felt that someone finally understood and cared about her. Over the months she had told him everything from her darkest secrets to her worst fears. Whenever she let fights with her parents or problems with close friends bring her down, he had never failed to make her feel a little bit better.
Due to the age difference, he had thought it was best to keep their relationship to themselves. He didn't quite believe her claim that she was 18 but decided not to press the matter further. He often talked to her on the phone and would send emails, however he grew weary of listening to the young girl drone on and on over unfair teachers, and peers whom she would claim say mean things behind her back. Day by day, bit by bit, she slowly poured her heart out to him, sharing with him such intimate and personal details that at times he was almost surprised at the level of trust being built. Oh how naïve and stupid the young can be. To him she was nothing but the epitome of a young teenage girl. Lonely, insecure, obviously developing an eating disorder, desperate for attention, and above all, wanting more than anything to be loved. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more he thought it would be a sin if he didn't take advantage of his most fortunate situation.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Sometimes she was taken aback by how ugly she looked. Oh she knew that guys would often find her attractive. Her chest often procured unwanted stares, her well defined ass would often receive a whistle here and there, and as she got older she became more and more aware of how jealous her fellow female counterparts were of her naturally slim, curvy figure. However, for the life of her she couldn't quite seem to view herself as anything other than absolutely horrid. Once she had told had even told him about her personal misgivings. He was skeptical of her claims at first, and absolutely insisted on seeing a photo of her. Reluctantly, she complied and was somehow strangely pleased when he replied,
"Are you kidding? You're absolutely gorgeous! And I'm not just saying that."
Oddly this made her blush profusely and quickly attempted to move the conversation to other matters.
One night her parents were gone. They had spoken countless hours on the phone with each other, and had often made vague inclinations about meeting, though nothing ever became of it. Not knowing what to do about her situation about her being alone, she decided to confide into him about the matter. As always he was considerate and understanding, stating that he would absolutely love the opportunity to meet her, but at the same time could see why she would be worried about inviting a guy she's never met over to her house when nobody else was home.
At first she told him she wasn't yet comfortable with the idea and he didn't press further. In fact, to her bitter disappointment, not only did he not pressure her further, he mumbled some unknown prior obligation and promptly hung up the phone. It wasn't long before she was bored out of her mind. The TV played the same old stuff it always did, she couldn't think of any friends she'd want to spend her time with, and reading had just gotten old. She finally decided she was bored to tears and wanted to do something different. She wanted some adventure and she thought she knew the best way to get it. She called him up again.
"Hey Chad?"
"Yeah what's up babe?"
"Yeah sorry but I think I've changed my mind. You should definitely come visit me at my house for a bit. The only problem is that I haven't the faintest idea of what we would do. Do you have any ideas?"
"Oh I've got plenty. I don't think you'd be disappointed. What's your address?"
She exchanged her contact information with him and he told her he'd be on his way shortly, estimating about 30 minutes to arrival.
She was suddenly struck with the realization that he was coming. He was actually going to be there and they'd be alone. She felt like she was on the verge of panic but at the same time felt a rush of exhilaration she'd never felt before. She felt confident that he wouldn't make her do anything she didn't want to do. Most certainly it wouldn't come to
that
. She felt that she had talked to him enough to know that he was a good guy, at least she hoped. She quickly realized that she had no idea what to wear. Should she try to show that body that so many claimed was attractive, or would she feel awkward feeling so exposed to a borderline stranger? Should she wear make up? Or try the all-natural look? The more she thought about it the more she panicked. Eventually, she decided she'd try her best to please him, selecting one of her few lower cut t shirts and a short skirt that she rarely wore because it made her feel almost naked. She was most unsatisfied with her selected attire and appearance while she gazed in the mirror. Just as she made the resolution to go back to her room to change, she heard the soft ring of the doorbell. Suddenly, she didn't know what to do and she started to panic. She felt that it wasn't right, that he was a lot older and that they had never even met. She really shouldn't be doing this she thought to herself. About a minute passed when she heard the doorbell ring again. She sighed, and slowly, reluctantly, went forth to open the door.
Her anxiety almost instantly vanished after she opened the door to see an almost childish grin on a face that was probably too god damn cute for his own good.
"Hey Claudia?"
"Hey Chad?"
"Hey it's great to finally see you. And wow may I say did that picture you sent ever do you an injustice."
Her heart seemed to skip a beat at that comment and she felt that her cheeks had to be turning a bit scarlet.
"Oh… thanks."
She was slightly flustered by the sudden physical manifestation of that which she had nearly poured her heart and soul into for months. He was suddenly really there and for an awkward moment she was left not knowing what to do or say. Chad managed to save the moment by making a simple inquiry.