MY STORY
Chapter Twenty-Two
Warning: This chapter might contain contents
that are not appropriate for people who are under twenty-one years of age.
Reader’s discretion is advised! Whoa-whoa-whoa there. I was just joking when I
wrote that, okay? It’s just something that I thought of to start this chapter.
Honestly, my story is getting really boring. Literally, yeah. I mean, come on.
I’ve doing things and like they happen over and over. I keep saying the same
thing, too. Like what I’m saying right now. I’ve said this before. Not much
things are happening really.
Why are you reading this anyway?
Talk about not moving with new things. I
already have, like, twenty and so chapters, and it’s only been seventeen days
since I met Jack. So what gives? I mean, I think I should end this story now.
Like killing myself or something. You like that, huh? Of course you do! Your
selfish self will keep my Jack after my death. So, killing myself is not really
an option as I said before because of another reason, which I am not about to
go over again. You should know about that by now. So, I guess, I just need to
get better with this whole lovey-dovey thing, end this and have my own happy
ending story or maybe a tragedy. Here we go.
Everything is horrible. My life is horrible.
My parents are horrible. I am horrible. Jack is the only one who’s not
horrible in the world that I know.
My parents, Jack, and I are now sitting in
our small dining room. The small breakfast table is very crowded. My mother
cooked a lot of food. We have mashed potato, gravy, ham, chicken, and pasta and
other things. I’ve never seen my mother being excited while cooking this plenty
of dishes. This must be a celebration. Yah, celebration for the last the day
Jack will ever see me. He will never see me after today. I bet. It is so
humiliating, people.
"I hope we will be seeing more of you,
Jack," my father says and then, he offers us a big grin.
And oh my…what is that thing in his teeth?
That big green thing between his teeth. Kinna nasty if you are seeing it right
now. If you are a person with a sensitive stomach, you’ll be throwing up right.
You might be thinking: What’s the deal? It’s not that bad. Not that bad? Well,
trust me, if you are seeing what I am seeing, that’s a big deal. Really bad. I
lost my appetite already. Why is he acting like this anyways? My dad, I mean.
He’s not usually like this. I’ll tell you later more about my folks.
Let’s focus on me, okay? I’m being selfish, but it’s my story.
"I hope so, sir," Jack answers, not
a hint in his eyes that he’s seeing my dad’s teeth.
I hope things will get better. Cross our
fingers, please.
Finally, the big fiasco is over. After the
formalities and farewells, Jack and I start walking outside while my parents
are standing behind us with the big smiles plastered on their faces. They are
waving and saying stuffs like invitations.
Alas, there’re no sign of my lovely parents,
and my Romeo and I are finally alone. Hmm. What should happen now?
My opinion: I think he’s gonna tell me that
he can’t see me anymore or something like that. And I understand why. Who wants
to be with a stupid, ugly, redhead girl anyway? Not him. He has a lot of
choices of possible girlfriends, and I would never be one of them. This is the
truth, and I guess I’ve known this since the beginning. I’ve tried to pity
myself and make bunch of lame reasons, but I know that I don’t stand a chance.
I’m ready to face the truth. I guess, this is it. I mean, what’s the point of
the story without Jack? So, this is it. Bye now. It’s been fun. Bye. Farewell.
Adios.
Okay, hold on. To make this finale dramatic,
I’ll share you the moment when Jack will tell me that spending time with me is
the worst mistake that he’s ever done. Okay, then, I’m gonna end the story
finally, Okay?
"It’s good to be alone again, huh?"
he says as he tucks both of each hand of each corresponding pockets.
"Look, Rose---" He stops and then out of the blue, he pulls out his
hands from the pockets, grabs me and kisses me.
Gosh, he loves doing that to me. He’s done
that quite a lot lately. Does this guy even know how to ask? …he he he… Like I
need him to!
I feel his hands travel through my back, and
it sends this tingling feeling that is so unfamiliar that it scares me and yet
gives this exciting feeling at the same time. I feel like saying something, but
I don’t want this to stop. My mind couldn’t think straight. I am lost for
thoughts.
Then, to my disappointment, the long kiss
ends. I suck in oxygen as much as I can. I need to get use to this and practice
to hold my breath if Jack will always do this to me. I am blushing red right
now. This stupid blushing is back again! NO!!!!
"I wanted to kiss you the whole time we
were there, but your folks were there, too."
Oh, man. For a moment there, I didn’t think
about my parents, and now, he reminded me of them.
"They are great, Rose." He says,
breaking my thought. "Your mother is a great cook and your dad is just
awesome."
Really? I want to say out loud, not believing
what he has just said. "They are, but sometimes, they tend to do some
things that will just want you to chop your head from embarrassment."
He gives a soft chuckle. "Maybe. At
least they have sense of humor unlike mine." We get quiet after he said
that statement. Unlike his? He sounded serious when he mentioned that. Jack
doesn’t get along fine with his folks? Hey, how come he’s never talked about
his folks?
"So are we still on for tomorrow?"
He says after the long moment of silence.
For tomorrow? Man, I’ve been questioning
myself all the time today. What is up with me today? But anyways, back to that
question. Jack and I are going somewhere tomorrow?
Does it matter? I don’t think so! "I
thought you don’t want to see me anymore?" Oops! What was that? That was
so off. Why did I say that? I was going to say ‘yes’, but how the hell did I
end up saying that question.
Jack looks at me a little bit surprised.
"You do? Why wouldn’t I want to see you? Didn’t I ask you about us seeing
each other more?"
Okay. I guess, honest time now. I think I
offended him. It’s my fault. My stupid mouth. "Well, yeah, but after you
met my parents, I thought that would change your mind about us. That I’m weird
and that I’m no good." I bow my head and sigh, "I’m not really good
at this, Jack. I have no idea really what to do. I always question myself and
think about things, and…"
Suddenly, I become a drama queen. Tears are
starting to fall down my cheek. Why am I crying now? Tears become sob and not
long after, I start crying loudly. I sound like a baby.
Jack pulls me to him, and I grab his shirt
for support. He has his arms around me, and he kisses my forehead softly.
"I don’t know really why you are with
me, Jack. I like you a lot," I confess and then continue, "The moment
I saw you, I knew that I lo…" I can’t continue that word. It’s too early
for him to hear those three little words from me, "I like…I really like
you. Even though we only know each other for few days. I want to be with
you."
I can’t believe I’m confessing this now. This
is, like, sounding like a sappy soap opera that I’ve been watching. "I’m
confused right now. But I want you. I don’t know if I’m making sense at
all." I sob. Jack’s shirt is wet now.
"You make a lot of sense." That’s
all he says in a whisper.
I’ve waited and waited for more reply, but
I’ve only received silence. So, there we are, in each other’s arm, feeling the
wind passing us. I could spend eternity in his arms. I feel the comfort and
safeness whenever he’s around me. I just hope that he feels the same. I’m head
over heels for this guy. I love him, and I have the feeling that my life is
about to get better.
I watch him reverses his car. He looks at me,
smiles, waves, and then, he’s gone. Just like that.
-sigh- He’s gone now, but he’ll be back
tomorrow! This time I’m sure! Can you believe that? We are going out tomorrow.
Oh yah, who’s da shit now?! Hahahaha eh, that’s not funny. Sorry.
Okay, let’s make a quick overview of what
just happened to me today. First, I had an encounter with the bitch herself,
Rachel, who made me feel like crap, and so I cried. I didn’t go to my first
period because of that. Then, Jack saw me in the corner, crying like a baby
while my underwear was showing. He comforted me, and then, we decided to skip
school again and headed for the mall. In there, we shared ice cream and kisses.
–blush- He gave these cute red roses. Then, we had the talk, but dad
interrupted us. Embarrassed the hell out of me. I went home with my daddy,
thinking I would never see Jack ever again.
Am I getting this right so far?
Okay, good. Then, of course, I had this weird
conversation with my folks and afterwards, I took a nap. A long and good one
too. Woke up, found out that Jack was here. We were talking and were about to
get somewhere when the witch interrupted us, and that was how the humiliation
marathon started. It ended after dinner. But alas, after all of those bad
things that had happened, there is one good thing that I benefited from it:
Jack confessed his feelings to me( no I love you, yet, but it’s better than
nothing). Yah, me. The prettiest girl ever… he he he … And now, we’re going
out. You like that, huh? Jealous, eh?
Now, girls, please don’t get mad at me just
because Jack loves, er, likes me. I am not daydreaming nor making this up. So,
please, no threats, violence, or physical harm to me is needed. I mean no harm
to you. I just want peace. So, Jack lovers, just be happy for me, okay?
This is it for now. Cya!
Hugs,
Rose Dawson