I am dumb for believing him.

There's a whole other side.

After my last serious relationship, I never really thought that I could find love again. I was actually quite bitter and close minded when it came to finding somebody who was right for me. Before I could object, my heart led me to Kevin. I work at a convenience store, and he would come in everyday to refill his drink. I always thought he was rather irritating and never paid him any mind. One day, I actually talked to him, and connected. I really started to like him. I got the warm fuzzy feelings whenever he would come in and I would actually look forward to seeing him. He asked me out on a date and shortly after, we became an official couple. One night, he came to the store looking rather sad. He then said he needed to talk to me about something very important. All I could think was "Oh God, he's going to break up with me." So, we walked around the building and he looked at me and said, "There's something I really need to tell you. I'm afraid you'll leave me, but I can't hide this from you." From that point on, I didn't know what to expect. He then told me some of the most horrifying news that any girlfriend could ever hear. We only have approximately three months together because come August, he will be most likely be receiving a prison sentence. He then proceeded to tell me this horrible story, about how a girl lied about a situation that happened between them to avoid getting into trouble with her parents. So basically, he is being accused of forcing an underage girl to perform sexual favors. Now here is the thing about Kevin....
I am his first girlfriend. He is a big geek. Most women tend to avoid guys like him because they are "uncool". However, he is by far one of the most caring, sincere, and honest people that I have ever met in my entire life. He told me what really happened, and his story is believable, because it does in fact happen all of the time. When he was 18 (he's now 21), his friend wanted to hook him up with this girl he knew. Kevin's "friend", nor the girl, were generous enough to mention the girl was way underage. The girl came on to Kevin, and they fooled around. You know, stuff kids do when they are in high school. Not even full blown sexual intercourse or anything. It was a one time deal, and Kevin never heard from her again. One day he gets a letter from court. The girl accused him of holding a knife to her throat. This didn't happen. He swears on his life, and you know what, say what you will, I can believe him. What really happened was some teen got busted by mommy and daddy and didn't want to get grounded from the internet and her cell phone. So why not ruin someone's life? Why not ruin mine? Now, even though he didn't hold a knife to her throat, the law is still kicking my babe's butt, because the girl was underage. This is where I think Megan's Law fails. Michael Jackson can molest children, pay off the families, and walk. My boyfriend can make one honest mistake, and honestly, a mistake, remember, he didn't know her age...and go to state prison.
Back to my story... he tells me this, and I am in complete shock. But right then, I said what I felt was right in my heart. I said, "Kevin, look at me. Don't cry. You are great to me, and everyone is entitled to one mess up. Honestly, I could see us going far, and I am not going to leave you, not now, and maybe even not then."
So here I am, a month and a half later. My heart breaks more and more everyday. Why? Because I fell in love with him. He's become my best friend, and the most amazing boyfriend that I've had so far. Every moment with him is exciting, and I just love being with him. But as my heart grows fonder, the time flies by faster. And at this point, I am mortified by the thought of him going away for that long. What happens if he gets six years? And even three is a long time. A very long time to be away from someone you love. Will he forget about me? Will I meet someone new? These questions are constantly racing through my mind. I often cry myself to sleep at night thinking about it. As it stands now, I am going to stay with him...through all of it. I am not going to give up, because love, real love is rare, and I think this could be my real deal. And if it's not? Well, we'll see. It's all too soon to tell. But as it stands now, neither distance, time, nor prison walls can separate us.
What would you do in a situation like this?
I would personally like to thank Megan's Law for the heartbreak that I am going to have to endure.

My next blog? "My boyfriend is a registered sex offender."