“So this is your last session. How do you feel?” Corine is sitting in her chair and very relaxed.
    “That it is. It’s weird honestly.” He rubs his hands along his thighs back and forth slowly. “I can’t believe the time is already complete. I am thankful.”
    Corine looks at the table, she’s a little bittersweet to see there time has ended. She even laid out fruit for him and coffee for them. This session needed to end of a good note for her. She has enjoyed seeing the change in Chase.

Chase ends up in a parks parking lot. He sees families playing together, this is the last weekend they have before returning back to school. He watches fathers push their children on the swings and others walking behind their children on bikes. He remembers doing that with his children. They’re all grown up now. Chase get out his wallet and sees the old photos of his kids when they were young. He slowly begins to cry.

“How did this all happen?” He holds himself while the picture slowly falls out of his hand. Chase begins to fumble for a napkin to clean the tears away from his face. “Where should I go?” He looks out around the park and then turns to the sky awaiting an answers. Lowering his head he just breathes heavily turning the key in the ignition and backs out of his spot.

Future

    “One of these days you’ll all see how wrong you were. Yes, I had nothing going for me. My mother did not have a high school diploma. My sister is a stripper. Well I could not tell you how a father acts. Those were the footsteps I knew to follow in. But, I want a future, possibilities, like to travel out of the country. I want to dress up for a ball. Dance the waltz. I want to ride an elephant. I want to wake up to see the sun rise. I don’t know if I will get a chance to do these things. That doesn’t really matter. All I want is the possibility.”

Last piece

    “Oh my goodness!” Kristina is laughing on the couch next to Johnny. “This has got to be the most ridiculous experience we have ever had in our life! I cannot believe this is seriously what’s happened. Like crazy sauce! Honestly. Like oh man.”
    Johnny just holds Kristina and laughs. “That crazy encounter just reminded me how much I love you.” He pulls her to her lap and just looks into her eyes. “You’re never getting ride of me.” He pulls her in close and carries her back upstairs.
    “We could stay here.” Kristina says mid kiss while he pulls her up.
    “Umm creepiers. That just happened. I want guarded, just you and me. No on lookers or joiners.” They both just smile and kiss while Johnny kicks the door shut.

New story!

Okay so I am going to give it to you straight. The world is full of fuck ups. Here is where mine came in, one girl and three guys. Not boys those you don’t want to even bother with. If you feel yourself calling a guy or men a boy, run! Also this is not anything freaky so those of you thinking to run away listen, you’re really going to miss out. But go a head turn away. Now for those of you staying listen here. For those of you young single ladies, not girls or whores or still in high school, but ladies you know where I am coming from. Your single and happy because you can stand firmly on your two feet and don’t need direction from anyone else. But having someone there to spend some time with and make you feel special, yes special not to question yourself - basically how a douche boy makes you feel, but just makes you smile.

Well here is my life with guys were making me feel special. Yes its plural that was not a mistake. The range of them falling in age was, one older, one my year, and one younger. I wasn’t cougar status or anything simply a puma but never saw that happening. Well every girl gives another girl props but we all just want to meet a good guy at the end of the day. I meet three. You may be wondering how on earth I was able to meet three nice guys, right place right time I guess. Nice guys are easily over looked because when on the prawl they easily go over looked. I was not looking for anyone I was simply trying to meet new people to get some friends, and so the story goes.

Well welcome to my story. A young lady trying to make some friends and end of crushing on some guys. 

End

I hope you enjoyed "The Nice Guy"! I have been working on "Mother like Zola". Post that I was doing a while ago. I will start posting that story from the beginning and having it go from there. That you for all of you who have been reading so far. I have had the most views yet since starting my blog, it truly means a lot to me. Later today I will add up the beginning of "Mother like Zola". Been hard to write since very much so out of my comfort zone but hope you enjoy!

Since I reach over 700 views I'm in a good mood, so double posting today!

Reality

Me again. Enjoying all these fun times of my life. I know typical girl journal right. Or at least Hollywood movie. Annoying right? But yeah this was my life. Kelly story of a time of drama! But come one isn’t it good? You just want to know who I end up with. Do I end up with anyone? I may just be screwed over. But that is just to confuse you. I needed to give myself a break from figuring all this out. I thought you might too. Now a lot of all this mess has slightly died down. I didn’t say it is all figured out. Just died down. Or at least that is what I am telling myself. Now that is not to confuse you just how I simply see the situation.

So who are you rooting for the nice guy or Josh? The nice guy did take me out on a good date. We did have fun. My mother tells me that maybe he was just nervous about everything and that is what’s going on. Don’t think I tell my mother everything but if a guy comes to take me out on a date and I say it isn’t going to happen again she is going to put in her input. It’s a mothers thing I guess. She knows nothing about Josh. Goodness privacy people. I don’t know do you guys really think he is simply nervous. He is extremely conservative, maybe a little sheltered and no used to girls like me. I don’t mean to sound conceded but I am kind of a rare girl with the way I think and talk if you couldn’t tell by being inside my mind!

But yeah are you sick of hearing my thoughts and just want to see where things go with Josh and the nice guy? I figured.

Phone Call

“Hello.” Waking up with a morning groggy voice to answer the phone. Didn’t even check the id.

“Kelly, hey is this a bad time?”

Yes. “No, what’s up?”

“I just wanted to explain myself from the other night. Would you be free to grab coffee later?” Who is this? Oh wow nice guy. Right. What does he need to explain? Why is he calling me? Oh right caused I got angry about his asking me about drinking. Why the hell would he ask me about that? He’s crazy. This will be interesting to hear what he has to say.

“First what is today?”

“Saturday.”

“Okay I should be. What time?” Give me time to wake up shower.

“Does two work?”

“What time is it now?”

“It is noon.”

“That should give me time to shower and get out of bed. Where?”

“This twenty questions?”

“Good sir do you want to meet for coffee?”

“Yes.”

“Then yes it’ll be twenty question since you are to make the plans and I simply show up. If not then I will return to my slumber and will see you when I see you.”

“Alright. I hear you. Two in coffee shop on the corner of glen and oak. That work for you Ms. Who Enjoy Her Slumber?”

“Yes. I might be fifteen minutes late though” give a pause for him to sign in his mind but not enough time to respond, “kidding. Now jumping in the shower so bye!”

“Your crazy. See you soon.” Now lets get some banging music for me to shower to and some adorable sweats so it does not look like I’m trying but makes my ass look awesome for him to wonder why on earth he would ever talk to me the way he did. Nahh not worth him wanting me more. Just jeans and boring top.

Oh crap I’m suppose to meet Josh later! Was that this afternoon?! Well nice guy best be quick so I can make it to Josh’s. Guess you’ll be getting a more dressed up look then you were expecting. Enjoy it.

Story

I am killing the story for the Parts. I did not feel as if the story was going anywhere so why drag it on? I have been working on this other short story that I was thinking of publishing but who knows. Instead of letting the story die I will add on bits to the blog. Edit it on my own will and then who knows if it will get published. This will most likely be my shortest blog ever.
If you did like the old stories email me and let me know. If I hear back you were enjoying that story and want to know where it's going or add on where you see it going, I will continue or will post yours!