I was fifteen when it started and it didn�t end until I was seventeen. I was a freshman in high school and I was finally coming into womanhood. I had also just gotten my first boyfriend and I was happy with the way my life was going. I was the top of my class, taking ballet, getting into hip-hop dance, had the greatest friends ever, and things were just going great for me. That was until I met my boyfriend�s father for the first time. From that first moment I met him I never liked him. Just the way he looked at me gave me the creeps. A woman can usually tell when a man is evil and I knew it right away with him.
That didn�t stop me from being with Michael though. I was happy with Michael and everyone knew it. Michael was even happy with me which made me feel good. Nothing could come between us; or at least I thought it couldn�t. Out of the people I knew I thought he would be the one that stuck beside me through what happened. I was wrong though. A son�s love for his father was stronger than I thought. Nothing could break that trust between them. Not even the pain and depression his father had caused me. The pain and depression I still haven�t gotten over now that I am twenty-one.
After Michael and I broke up and after I graduated from college, I left the small town in Michigan where I lived and headed to Los Angeles to pursue my dream of dancing; with my best friend Jacqueline. That�s where I met Alexander for the first time. I was eighteen and had just auditioned to be a dancer for his group the Backstreet Boys. I thought he was an arrogant ass the moment I met him. After we were paired as dance partners and as we spent time together my view on him changed. My feelings even changed and I learned to trust him. There was one thing though that I did not want him to know and hoped he would never find out. This is our story...



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