I walked out of my now ex-girlfriend’s house disappointed because I thought that this girl, Felicia, was the one. I walked out towards the road where my old car was sitting waiting for me to make the somewhat miserable drive back home. I stumbled into my car and began the drive down M-35 back to the small town of Norton, North Carolina. I couldn’t help but ponder what had gone wrong with Felicia to make her think that enough was enough. I knew I had to focus on the road, but I couldn’t because there were a million thoughts going through my head and I had tears in my eyes. Felicia and I were fighting a lot, and I mean a lot. Seemingly every day, if not twice a day. There was so much yelling and arguing that I felt like we hadn’t had an adult …show more content…
There were a lot of nerves of anticipation and fear running through my body like it was a part of my bloodstream. “Hey Michael, punctual as usual! You know I love that,” she said and chuckled as she finished. She was right though, I had not been late for a date for the entirety of our relationship, over three years worth of punctuality. “You know me, I can’t keep a lady waiting,” I explained nostalgically because she knew that I had to have everything perfect to maintain sanity and happiness. She did not seem to mind because we had made that work for, again, over three years. We strolled back to my car and began our way to the restaurant that I had taken her on our first date. We arrived at “Restaurante de Amor” at quarter after seven. Perfect timing because our reservation was for five minutes after that. We sat down at our little booth in the corner, same place where we sat for our first date. We began talking about what had transpired earlier that day. “I’m really sorry for what I said, I didn’t mean what I said at all. I’m sorry, especially because I know what that must have done to you on your way home. I’m honestly surprised that you made it home and didn’t end up in a horrible car crash,” she said in one long burst
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Every dessert was catching my eye, I specifically could not wait until I was devouring a mint chocolate chip sundae. While we were lingering for the check, Sierra’s grandparents were reminiscing about when they used to go on date nights to Fentons every weekend. Immediately, I was able to grasp the nature of important Fentons was to her family. I felt incredibly sentimental. At the same time, I noticed myself looking around Fentons and wondering about all of the dates that have took place in those booths.
Sally, was one of the girls he knew and she was now married. On his third day home, he saw her and didn’t find the way to talk to her. Giving readers background of what Sally was for him, and the memory of what she was to him. But, he just dosen’t find the way to talk to
I always watched from the same spot on the porch, entertained from her laughter and seeing her body shake with joy. “Julie,” Paul said from behind me. “I need to talk to you.” My heart, so distant, sped up that second. I thought of the light I had turned on when Travis kissed me months before.
They had been into some serious lovemaking but both had decided to wait to be married before consummating their relationship. He thought a minute and said, “If you are sure. I don’t think I can wait any longer to love you totally.” Carolyn hugged Bill and he could tell she was very happy with his decision. “Let’s make it special by going somewhere out of town and staying somewhere we have always wanted to stay,” Carolyn said.
I started to explain that my day started off with burning my hand while trying to pour hot water, how I managed to crack my phone with just a single, clumsy drop. Bad enough I had to walk home soaked in the rain while going to the bus stop only to notice that I’ve taken the wrong bus ten minutes after I got on. To top it off I was left shivering, finding out that I was locked out. To my utter surprise, the previously sad and unemotional man was now laughing hysterically, with tears trickling down his face. I guess what I said worth a little chuckle, but it wasn’t that funny.
I grin, twirling in front of the mirror, checking for creases on my dress, but when I notice one on my back, my smile falters and my eyebrows furrow in annoyance. I check the time and realize that it is too late to iron it now, William will be here any minute. William loves you, he will not care about a miniscule wrinkle on your dress, I remind myself. I hastily put on the diamond encrusted earrings he gifted me with on our second anniversary, and give myself a final glance before running to the door upon hearing the sound of the doorbell. I skip down the stair feeling giddy inside.
The sound of my boots hitting the hardwood floor echoed through the hallway. I figured I should play it off as if the night with Jane went good. Truth is, it went terrible. Everybody has these expectations that I can get with any girl I want. For the most part it’s true, but Jane made me feel like I had no heart.
I remember us strolling through the streets late night the day before our flight, when she suddenly asked, '' Do you want to stay? '' Deep inside of my heart I wanted to, but I was hesitating. I was terrified of obscure future; nevertheless, we have missed the flight the next day, intentionally. I still remember that feeling of emptyness inside of me that day-it was hard decision. Larisa and I have found a small room for rent in Brooklyn.
The day started off by the sweat sparkle of the usual Texas heat, today though it did not bother Anastasia. She woke up that morning with a giant perky grin reaching from ear to ear. For as today she celebrated three years of a relationship with her high school sweetheart, John. Anastasia had stayed up the entire night before to plan her best outfit, something to catch his attention. He messaged her to “prepare for an unforgettable night”.
Returning from lunch, all I could think about was Tanisha. At this point, of course she was a stranger - hell I didn 't even know her name if not for the sales girl who I asked, I would have never known. Alicia, the sales girl in NY & Co, assured me that Tanisha would be back since the store was located two blocks over from where she worked as an assistant district attorney. " Thanks Alicia for the tips", "Now, I hope you not on some stalker like shit, I don 't want to be an accomplice for giving you her name" she said. "Rest assured, if I was gonna be a stalker, its you I would stalk with your fine ass" "Please, Dee" she laughed, "you know me and you are like brother and sister...besides, I ain 't no one second choice".
“I had a couple errands to run,” I replied. I knew I couldn 't keep lying to her about what I did after work. With a sense of guilt coursing through me, I continued over to my glass dining table and took a seat. She walked over with my meal and set it down in front of me.
Robert yelled out, “I love you, Jennifer Rose Sinclair!” A smile spread across my face, as peace spread throughout my body. The passion I felt when he kissed my lips, sent shivers down my spine, and my heart began to beat a little faster. Robert made me feel alive. Just like the first time
I 'm trying to fix you. You are an amazing woman. I sent you flowers because you are well deserving of them and so much more…” he rambled on and I hung up as tears streamed down my face. I couldn 't handle to hear any of it. For the next few days, I woke up and to a paragraph text telling me how “beautiful” I am.