I woke up to the smell of my favorite food ever....bacon. You know your fat when you wake up smelling your favorite food.

I got up off my bed, which I could have swore I fell asleep on the couch, and used the bathroom, brushed my hair and teeth and pulled my hair up and went into the kitchen.

"Buenas Dias, señorita." Jacob said smiling.

Man Spanish, I don't know it and I don't want too.

"I don't know Spanish but goodmorning." I said as he laughed.

"Hungry?" He said as he took the pan off the burner.

"A little." I said.

He got two plates out and sat them on the counter and made both of our plates. He sat them at the table and pulled out a chair and looked at me and patted the seat.

I walked over to the table and sat down and smiled. He went and made us both a cup of coffee and brought them to the table.

He sat across from me and we both started eating and drinking and talking. I can't believe that my babysitter is my boyfriend. Still shocks me.

"So why exactly are you so interested in me? I mean, I'm a plain ole normal 17 year old." I said as I put my plate in the sink.

He came and stood beside me and took a drink of his coffee and sat his plate in the sink and looked at me.

"You ain't normal, you're far from normal. Taylor, when you opened the door and started talking, I just knew there was something special about you. Yeah I've only known you for a couple of days, going on a week. But anyways, after spending some time with you and getting to know you, I realized how sweet, smart, fun and beautiful and I could go on and on. You make my day so much better and I'm really glad that I get to 'babysit' you, even though clearly you don't need one." He said as I blushed and smiled.

"Jacob you're so sweet." I said.

He smiled and pulled me into him and hugged me. Then there was a knock at the door and we jumped back.

I went to the door and looked out the little window at the top. Oh gosh, my brother, Dylan. I looked towards the kitchen and didn't see Jacob.

I opened the door and he came in and hugged me.

"Dang Taylor, you've gotten so big." He said.

"Yeah, not being rude or nothing but why you up and out the blue pop up?" I said as I went and stood against the doorway to the kitchen.

"Mom and dad told me to come check up on you and Jacob." He said looking around.

He walked in the kitchen and Jacob was in there washing dishes, shirtless. He turned around and his eyes widened when he seen Dylan.

"Hey bud." Dylan said hugging him, or doing the guy thing all the guys do.

"Hey Dylan. It's been a minute, how are ya?" Jacob said proping against the counter.

Wait they know each other? Oh gosh, my babysitter/boyfriend and my brother know each other.

"How do y'all know each other?" I said.

"Oh man, I ain't seen Jacob since graduation. We've been best friends since middle school when Jacob pulled a prank on the teacher and I cheered him on." Dylan said laughing.

So my boyfriend and my brother are best friends? Wonder how everyone is going to react to me and Jacob being a thing.

"Well imma go put on a shirt." Jacob said as I backed out the room.

I followed him to my room and shut the door.

"Y'all are best friends?!?" I said paranoid.

"Calm down babe. Its nothing." He said kissing my cheek.

He got a shirt and pulled it over his head and came over to me. He kisses my forehead and hugged me. I wish I could be in his arms forever, it feels like the safest place.

"What we gonna do tonight?" Jacob said smirking.

"Going to sleep." I said laughing.

I'm not going to lie, I got raped by my ex boyfriend and I don't like to talk about it. Its a big secret of mine and nobody knows except my family.

Michael, my ex boyfriend, he raped me and absued me. He got caught in a lie one time, blammed it on me and beat me. I had to go to the hospital and say I fell down some stairs or he was gonna beat me again.

After I got out and he started kissing butt, he was back to his drinking, abusive self. I finally got fed up with it and talked to my brother.

My brother got upset and confronted him about it. When I tried to leave Michael, it didn't go to well. He threw me on the bed and raped me.

I can remember the look of hate he had in his eyes. I got fed up with everything and finally called the police.

They came and arrested him and he's been in jail for about a year now. He was 17 and I was 16. He don't get out for another 2 years I think.

He done all the beating at his house or in the car somewhere. He wouldn't do it at my house or out in publice, it was while we were alone.

I don't want to tell Jacob because I'm scared he's gonna think of me differently and leave me. I don't want Jacob to be like that with me.

Maybe one day I'll talk to Jacob and come out with everything and tell him. Since he's 21 he can drink and party and whatever. I don't want him to do like Michael did.

"Taylor, are you okay?" Jacob said hugging me.

I realized I was crying and I couldn't stop. I hugged him harder and wished he never let me go.

"I'm fine. Just bad memories." I said as he looked at me with pleading eyes.

"I'll tell you one day but not right now." I said wiping my eyes.

He nodded, understanding me, and we went back in the living room with my brother. I know this is random but I do believe that we go back to school the day after tomorrow.