Young Love

This way or that way who really knows which way is right? I would like to think the guidance I have absorbed at this point has given me some sort of accountability. Okay maybe accountability might be too much. More like a precedence to what I am feeling I want to do in the moment. Yeah that should be the right assessment.

“Johnny your taking to long with those burgers.” Kristina yells from inside their new apartment they just got together. The two have been married for two years and while both thought at this stage they would be looking for a home to get to fill with kids but that has not happened. 

“Coming. Perfection can’t be rushed.” Johnny flips the burgers to not over due the one side while taking a swig from his beer. “Did you chop up tomatoes.”

“Of course I did my portion.” Kristina answer as she comes through the sliding door to their porch. She comes from behind Johnny putting her arms around his waste and resting her head on his back.

“Trying to start something.” Johnny gives a slight smirk.

Kristina tightens her arms a little more and slightly inches his shirt up above his belt buckle. “Yeah right.” She releases her arms and heads back inside. “Hurry up with those things will ya.”

“Such a tease.” He shakes his head and begins taking the burgers off the grill.

“Nope, just hungry. See it got you to hurry up.” Kristina smiles from her small victory and moves to the counter to sit across from Johnny’s place. “Do you want another beer?”

“I’m good.” Johnny answers as he comes through the sliding door, closing it and moving to the counter. His puts the food down and holds his wife hand. He looks into her eyes, “How did I get so lucky.”

“No clue.” She leans in towards him and kisses him. Then sits back down and begins serving him his food.

They eat in silence which seems to be a normal thing now. Kristina cannot stand silence when eating so she now as grown accustomed to putting on the music. The two of them have always enjoyed they can eat and not feel the need to talk. Their relationship has been like this from the beginning. Neither thought it was awkward that on their first dinner date they talked, then got the food, and became silent while they ate till they finished. It is a content feeling and both thought it was a blessing. There was just a feeling of being content. They enjoyed their time together and just being with one another. It wasn’t what was happening, what was going on, or what they were doing but they were there.

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I should not have gone over there. What was I thinking? I have just left his house and walked to my car. It was an enjoyable evening with a long goodbye. However living the world that we created for the two of us, makes reality hit. This is not my boyfriend, but I’m acting like he is. He treats me like a girlfriend. I am caught up in that happy bliss, but then I’m reminded that he does not like me nor would he want to date me.

Subtle right? I’m an idiot. Or could this become something in the end? This is dangerous territory to be in. I never thought I would be one of these guys that would like a guy treat me this way without any commitment. I judged these girls. I thought these girls were stupid. I am not this girl.

It’s so typical to think that guys do not think of the consequences of their actions. It’s true. After the first incident of this I said I wanted him out of my life. What changed? It just made his actions and treatment of me okay. Why condone this behavior.

I should probably start my car and drive away instead of debating all of this in front of his house. I start driving and it’s almost like driving from his house with the windy roads and constant stop signs. Like this is going to be confusing territory with stops along the way. One is an exit while one with send you to the confusing back roads where you’ll be trapped. Literally, taking the wrong turn around here sends you in multiple exits with what seems like no way out.

Ridiculous. I now make it to the main road and know it’s easy left turn and straight venture home. Sure there are a few stops and windy roads but not what I just left. Its funny, the further I am from him things are more laid out, there seems to be some sort of plan. Then the closer I get, it’s like I basic thinking is a challenging. Even knowing that makes it difficult to make this turn home.

“Screw it.” I turn and head home to get in my pajamas and curl up in bed reminiscing this night and knowing it was the wrong decision.

“Am I being ridiculous?” I’m over his house and memories of what we have been doing have been racing through my mind. The cuddling, handholding. kissing, just all of it.

“Being ridiculous?” He just answered confused pulling his arm arm in tighter around my waist and we’re laying on our sides on the couch.

“Yeah.” My hips slightly rock back into him. This is a difficult territory for us cause me moving back lifts his shirt a little making him get excited and his hand moves to begin to rub my leg. All thoughts escape me.

His other arm that I’m using as a pillow he using to then move the hair away from my neck as he kisses it. I move to lay on my back as he moves on top of me kissing my neck, along my jawline, the teasing along my lips.

“Rachel where have you been?” I’m sitting in my chair with a book in hand and unsure of why someone is asking me that when it seems that I have been here for hours.

“Well, right here.”

“Thanks. That’s not obvious. I feel like I haven’t seen you for days though. What’s been going on?” Gen does look genuinely interested.

“Nothing really.” I begin to put my book down and shrug off the question. “What about with you?”

“No way. Your not getting out like that. I have to hear from someone else that a certain someone made you dinner.”

“Oh that? Honestly nothing serious. I wouldn’t consider it anything.”

“Well that’s depressing. Why are you even wasting your time with it?”

“I don’t think it’s wasting my time.” I don’t. I enjoy the time we spend together but if everything is going to be summed up to how it all looks, it looks like we are interested in one another but all this kid tells me is how he doesn’t like me or want to date me. How can I tell Gen that? That will just prove her point that I’m wasting my time. Maybe I am. That’s for me to realize though.

“Okay, well if your not wasting you time, then. I don’t know that’s your opinion of things. If you don’t think you are then what am I to say differently. Just remember to keep your options open and don’t be closed off to someone.”

Yeah, that’s easier said than done.