Uh! I can’t wait until I finally finish my last year of high school. So I got this new boyfriend. He’s the kind of guy that I’ve been looking for. He’s strong, confident. He looks like the bad boy type. Apparently I’m his type to. (He loves blondes). We are practically made for each other. I don’t like to talk about my sex life but here is the problem. I love bdsm. Spanking, biting, hit with belts, switches, cutting, any punishment you can think of. The problem is that it often results in cuts and bruises on my face and legs. (This isn’t a bad thing. It turns me on.) The problem is that my dad noticed that I began getting bruises and cuts after I got with my new boyfriend. He immediately began blaming him. My friend picked up the same thing. My dad and my friend can’t stand him even though he’s a good guy. Eventually my friend she asked me if my boyfriend hits me. I told her no. I don’t like to talk about my sex life so I didn’t tell her were the bruises came from. She didn’t believe me. I know that someone in her family suffered from an abusive relationship so she takes this very seriously. She didn’t believe and she often talks bad about my boyfriend. She often pressures me into breaking up with him. (It is so annoying. I wish she would stay out of my business. If I needed help I would ask her for it.) She refuses to go on double dates. She hates my boyfriend. It got to the point that I had to cut her off. My friend began telling everyone in the school that my boyfriend beats me and that I need help. (I hated that she did that. I was so embarrassed.) I noticed people were giving me sympathetic words and asked them who was spreading the roomer. They told me that my friend did. I had to clear my boyfriends reputation. I had to go around and let people know that my boyfriend would never beat. I told them that my friend is a liar. I confronted my friend and cursed her out for embarrassing me. (I cut her off after that). This might sound petty but I even refused to give her back the money that I owed her. (She let me borrow 20 dollar so I could pay off debt to the school library for a book that I lost.) I cut her off and never paid back the money. My father does the same thing. When my boyfriend is not around he pressures me to break up with him too. He says that he’ll never allow anyone to abuse his daughter. (Even though my dad spanked, hit me, and abused me when I was younger. Eye roll.) My boyfriend kisses me and slaps my butt in front of my Dad and I seccretly love that it pisses him off. One day my dad saw my boyfriend drop me off from school. As soon as my boyfriend left my dad yelled at me because I still hung out with my boyfriend. He started slamming dishes on the floor and throwing things at mirrors. I told him that I’m going out for a drive but he snatched my car keys. Behind my dad’s back I picked up the house phone and called my boyfriend and asked him to pick me up. Unfortunately my dad took my cellphone away because I got in trouble at school. I had my boyfriends address written down on a sheet of paper because I could store it on my cellphone. I had to quickly go through the cabinets of kitchen to find the paper so that my dad would accidently discover it. I cleared all the papers out of the cabinet and stuffed it in a garbage bag. As soon as my boyfriend came I throw the bag full of paper in the back seat and we left. At first we were going to stay in a hotel. (My boyfriend is 18.) The problem was that he wanted me to pay but I couldn’t afford it. (I quit my job because my manager was acting like a jerk.) We resorted to staying at my friends Aunts house. His aunt is nice but I don’t think she is too fond of me. She always complains because I smoke in her house. (She hates that I make her house smell like cigarette smoke, but I’ll be 18 in a fee months. I’m practically a grown woman.) We stayed there for a couple days until my boyfriend dropped me off at home. My dad yelled at me and told me that he called the cops to search for me. He asked if I ran away with my boyfriend. He said that he’ll get my boyfriend arrested for kidnapping if he has too. I lied and told him that I stayed at my Aunts house. Sorry for the long rant but I’m sick of the drama. How can I prove to my dad that my boyfriend is not abusive. I can’t take it anymore. I can’t wait to graduate high school and move out.