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This is my story, I’m going to explain my life to you, up to this moment, this moment, the day my heart was torn.
My name is Jesse McCall, I’m 22 now, at the time I was 21. It’s been eight months since I first laid eyes on him.
Let me take you to that day.
It was a beautiful morning, not a cloud in the sky, what some people call a perfect day.
After I woke up and took a shower, I walked straight to work. I didn’t have enough money to have the luxury of a car but I didn’t mind, walking is good for the body, at least that’s what I tell my self on a good day.
I grabbed my tan brown apron and walked behind the counter, where the other waitress, and a friend, Penny, said Hi as she went to her customers, I said Hi as well.
I was happy, I’m not a down person, well I wasn’t. I live alone in my apartment not far from here, my parents live a couple of hours away. I’m an only child, I’m use to being alone.
I haven’t figured out what I want to do yet, so for now I’m working as a waitress at a small restaurant house downtown.
I’ve never knew love at the time, but to me that was ok, I’m young I have time.
Hours had passed, when I looked up at the sound of the bell stuck to the door. That’s when I first saw him, his deep blue eyes, his somewhat spiky hair, and his goatee, which made his lips irresistible. He had on a suit, nothing fancy, he seemed to be an ok guy.
He wasn’t the first cute guy I saw, but he did stand out, I watched him go and sit at a table in the back and at the same time wondered
‘ Why am I staring at him?’
After a couple more seconds, I looked away. Then realized, he’s sitting at one of my table’s. It wasn’t the first time I didn’t realize something because something or someone else caught my eye.
I walked up to him like he was anyone else, he was just like everyone else.
“ What can I get you?” I asked, causing him to look up. His eyes are even more blue up close, I’ve never seen anything so blue.
“ I’ll have a coffee for now.” He simply said in his deep masculine voice. A voice that would make any girls knees weak. I know that you’re thinking, damn you really like him and it hasn’t even been ten minutes. Don’t worry, I’m not head over heels…yet. Right now he’s just a fine man, I don’t even know his name.
“ Coming right up.” I said before I walked away.
I walked to behind the counter and poured the coffee in it’s cup, then placed it on the trey with the sugar and milk.
“ If you need anything else, let me know.” I said as I placed everything in front of him.
“ Thanks.” He said as I walked away.
I went back to behind the counter to work the register, while Penny worked the tables.
I wiped the counter down and adjusted some things, when I looked up and watched him leave. That would have been the end of it, that’s what I tell myself. I tell my self if I just went home and not went to go see Alex.
Alex, short for Alexandra is 25 and works as a sectary at the police station. We use to be best friends but as time passed we drifted apart, we’re still friends but not the same, I guess that’s how life is, life just keeps changing.
I wish it would stop.
I walked into the police station and sat in front of her desk. “ Hey, you busy?” I asked, not really needing to talk, just wanted to.
“ Hey, no, things are dieing down around here, what’s up?” She asked as she rearranges some stuff on her desk.
“ Nothing really, you know me. I wanted to see how things are with you and Megan.” I said. Megan being her year old daughter, she’s such a cutie.
“ Megan’s good, not crying as much…” I heard her say but it all zoned out when I saw him again, standing on the other side of the room, talking to someone.
“ Jesse, you ok?” I heard her ask, pulling me out of my daze from looking at him.
“ Oh sorry. Who’s that?” I had to ask, that question has been on my mind all day, who’s the deep blue eyed man.
“ That’s David Sawyer, he’s here working on some case, that’s all I know.” Alex explained. Now he has a name David.
I would fall in love with that name, it all began that day.
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Thanks,
Isabelle