SO let me tell y’all something. I have the best boyfriend in the world. He lives 30 minutes away on our college campus while I live at home. But that comes into play in a second.

My parents left for Denver Saturday and me and my older brother are at home alone together (I’m 17 he is 22). Lemme tell y’all something. This man and I are STRUGGLING. Like god forbid he moves out anytime soon because he will not make it on his own.

With all of this and the soon approaching finals and my boyfriend going home next week(15 hours away) for a week because of a break, I had a terrible day today. Second day of my period, found out my friend was hit by a bus and killed, one of my friends house burned down last night, my English prof is failing me because I disagreed on a topic of discussion, and my dog is sick. I was already a walking hormone due to my period and all of this just added on.

I told my boyfriend all of this and while I went up town to run errands, he came to our “spot” and brought me flowers (he called and told me he had a surprise for me).

Our spot is the dead end of a road right beside a bypass. We go there and stargaze and talk about life and just generally hangout there. It was 5:20, he had formation at 6:30 so he could stay for 30 minutes before having to be back at the college. We sat in my car and talked and just had a good time. NOTHING “BAD” HAPPENED.

I have had a conversation with my current boyfriend about how I want to wait. A string of bad past relationships has put me in the position that I want to wait and make sure that this is the person I want to spend forever with. So, we were not having sex. We were talking. We had no intention of going back to my house while no one was there.

Low and behold my brother gets onto the bypass to go to school and he sees my car. He calls me and says “you do not want to do what you are about to do. See you later.” And hangs up.

My stomach drops. I am a straight A student, valedictorian, never gotten in trouble, perfect attendance, highest SAT and ACT scores in our region, graduated high school at the age of 16, I did gymnastics, track and swim team in high school, president of several clubs and worked with the school front office as a secretary, if I get yelled at I will cry. I do not do bad things. I do not run around to parties and sleep with people. I do not have a problem with people who do, but that’s just not my scene. I am not the type of person to go behind anyone’s back.

I panic thinking he will call my mom and dad and tell them what he has seen. I call him right back and he says, “don’t be fucking stupid I saw you, do not take that man back to the house, you will regret it.” I tried to explain to him what happened, but he wouldn’t listen. He hung up.

I when home ALONE and trimmed my flowers and put them in a vase. I called my brother AGAIN trying to explain but he didn’t want to hear it. He told me he wouldn’t tell anyone but that I needed to not be dumb.

The problem is, nothing bad was happening. Nothing bad was going to happen. I know he is trying to be the protective older brother, but I want him to trust me again. I did not tell him that he brought me flowers because I knew he would freak out, but now I’m worried he won’t listen to my explanation. I want to explain to him, but he won’t listen. What do I do? Try to explain, just avoid him forever as he will eventually move and we won’t hear from him or do I just tread lightly?

I am worried he will not like my boyfriend and out of all of the guys I have dated, this is the one I want him to like. This is the one who has been supportive and sweet. This is the one who hasn’t beaten me or spoken down upon me. This is the one who does random acts of kindness because he genuinely cares about me. Out of all of the guys, this is the one he will not end up liking because he saw something out of context and wouldn’t give me a chance to explain. Can someone please help?