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calling, or texting every hour, then I’m with someone else or doing something I’m not supposed to be doing. It’s exhausting, Presley. You exhaust me!”
    “I’m sorry Tyler. I want to trust you." She apologized automatically without even thinking about it.
    “You should trust me. I’ve never done anything for you not to trust me. Presley, I think that you have abandonment issues that you need to get over, and quit fixating on me so much. Go to counseling or something. You need help from a professional,” he sneered at her hatefully.
    She was visibly taken back by his disrespectful comment. Not only had she felt abandoned by her father, but also by her mother.
    If I don’t shut up right now Tyler will probably end up leaving me too , she thought to herself, feeling physically sick to her stomach. What would I do if he broke up with me? She began regretting even mentioning Mary. Even though Presley and Tyler had only been dating for six months, she truly felt as if she couldn’t live without him.
    “Ah, forget it—really,” Presley said softly, trying desperately to recant her earlier statement. “I don’t know what my problem is— I’m sorry,” she said in a whisper. Presley looked at Tyler hoping that he would accept her apology and that they could change the conversation.
    “That’s okay, babe. You know that I love you, right? I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” Tyler said relieved. “There’s nobody else I want. Only you,” Tyler kissed Presley as his hands began to wander, making Presley increasingly more uncomfortable by the second. She tried to pull away from him but he kept pulling her back. Soon he was on top of her and things were moving way too fast for Presley.
    She finally whispered, “No, I really don’t feel comfortable with this." Tyler didn’t stop. “No!” she repeated louder this time. Still, he didn’t stop. She put both of her hands on his naked chest, and shoved him off of her yelling, “NO!!”
    Startled, Tyler shouted, “Presley, what is your problem?”
    “I’ve told you before I’m not ready for all of this,” she said again.
    “Oh, Presley, come on. This has to be a joke,” he sarcastically laughed.
    “No,” she said confidently, “this not a joke. I’m not ready, and if you don’t understand that then….”She hesitated as she tried to find the words to finish her sentence.
    “Then what?” he said arrogantly.
    “Never mind. Can’t we just talk?” she asked quietly.
    “Talk?” Tyler began acting almost crazy. “Presley, I’m tired of talking. You’re sixteen and we’ve been dating for five months, and you want to talk?” he shook his head.
    “Six. We’ve been together for six months,” she corrected him.
    “Okay, whatever. Six months, and you still aren’t ready? When will you be ready? What does that even mean-ready?’” He threw his hands in the air, discouraged which made her even more self-conscious.
    “It means that I want it to be special and not rushed, and I don’t know if I can handle it emotionally. It’s a huge step and once I take it, I can’t go back,” Presley said, trying to convince him that she was right and at the same time hoping that he would agree.
    “Well, you know there are plenty of girls that would love to be with me. I can think of a few girls right now that would be plenty ready,” he replied in a haughty tone.
    “What are you saying?” Presley said in a concerned voice.
    “I’m saying that there are girls that are ‘ ready’ now, like Mary Carlson." Tyler said with a conceited grin. Presley gasped, feeling as if he had punched her in the stomach. Presley looked up at Tyler. She couldn’t believe what he was saying.
    “So, there have been other girls?” Presley asked.
    “You're so naive, Presley." Gradually his tone changed from anger to being extremely calm and composed. “I love you. I do. You have a lot of great qualities. I love that you aren’t like all the other girls in school. You