The Lottery Ticket

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Summary

This story is my first. It has some of all of my relationships. And it is becoming so easy to write, because I am loving it! I hope you enjoy! P.S. I won't say what parts are part of my story. (Wink)

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
16
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1: My Love for Him

Baby I love you so much!

I love you too, my angel.

Chapter One: My Love For Him

Those were the last words that I heard him say. It was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives. He was my entire world. He made my sad and miserable life, better again.

Before I met Edward or Eddy like everyone called him, I was in an abusive relationship when I was living in Mexico. I met my ex when I was 18. At the moment I thought it was love, but when I finally met Eddy I realized that love didn’t have abuse of any kind. I was physically, mentally, and emotionally hurt everyday in that relationship. So when I started working for the company where Eddy was my boss, he was incredibly nice to me. He was super shy, and I liked him because of that. We started dating 5 months after I started working in that company. At first everything was so nice, no fights or anything. Soon after we decided to start living together, and that is where all the PTSD came in.

I started arguing for everything, I didn’t want to be treated like my ex would treat me, so I would pick a fight and try to win. After a year of ups and downs, I stopped, I started talking to my family (mom and sister) because at some point Eddy told me he wanted to kill himself. So what had been done to me, I was doing to him and that hurt.

After that our relationship was amazing, I learned how to laugh so loud, which is something I had never done, not even as a kid. Our fights were so small after we got married. (Oh because we did get married) They were about him not switching the laundry to the dryer, or him eating my leftovers, about him wasting money on lottery tickets. We were also trying really hard to have a family. I know I am just 21, but I have always felt like a mom to my siblings. The doctors told us we were going to have a hard time getting pregnant. So we needed to have a surrogate, of course our eggs and sperm. We didn’t have that kind of money though. So we decided we were going to travel first and then adopt or foster.

It really felt like our lives were perfect. We laughed at everything. We had amaizng sex, and we just loved life.