I still never understood why my father never stopped me when he saw the newspapers and tabloids of our faces together. The thought still comes to me. Maybe if he was keeping it in? I really dont know, but I knew our relationship faded this one night.

After Michael sang that song to me we went on a little walk and I had never felt so in love. It was dark outside and we were laughung really loud. We passed my house......and all of a sudden, the window drape opened. it was my Dad.

He had literatley scared me. His glare out the window. His eyes widened and he headed for the door.

" Oh my God!"

" What?"

I was so petrified I ran away. " Wait, Jeni!" he yelled for me.

He completley ignored Michael and ran after me. When he caught me I screamed as loud as I could. " Jeni I told you NO BOYS!"

" DAD I'M SEVENTEEN! YOU CANT CONTROL MY LIFE ANYMORE!"

" You better listen, and you listen good! If you see this boy again, There will be NO CAREER! No fame, no fortune, no fun, NOTHING! GOT IT?"

I told him to get off me and I ran away from him, into the house, into my room.

Michael had no idea what was going on so he ran home. I looked out the window and saw that he was gone. My heart broke in half. " Had he left me?" I later found out, after my father yelled at me, he became sorrowful. My auntie saw me walk up the stairs crying and wondered what happened. When my father came in, I heard her yell, " What have you done?!?!?!"

" Where did Jeni go?"

" She's up in her room." I heard his loud footsteps go up the stairs. He knocked on the door. " Go AWAY! I dont wanna talk to you! " I yelled, squeezing my pillow.

I didnt hear anything after that, so I just turned off my light, got into bed and cried.