#TBT Childhood Sweetheart Part 8 I finally told him how I felt when he stopped writing. “Everyday I anxiously waited for a letter from you. I checked the mail constantly only to walk out feeling sad more and more each day. I didn’t know whether or not you were okay or if you even remembered the promise we made when you left. I kept writing you hoping that maybe one day you would write and let me know why you weren’t writing. When I didn’t get a letter from you as months passed, I finally gave up and thought that I was stupid for even thinking that someone would constantly write letters especially with Myspace and e-mail around.” He took my hand and apologized. He told me that there is no excuse good enough that would explain why he didn’t write and asked for my forgiveness. I told him that I forgave him a long time ago but I couldn’t forget it. I finally got out of his car and thanked him for dinner and movie. He jumped out as well and said he’d walk me to the door. We got to the door and as I turned to ask him if he was coming in, he leaned in. I stood there thinking “what the heck is this dude trying to do?” As his lips got closer, I moved in…and hugged him causing him to kiss the side of my head. I opened the door, said good night and walked in. As I closed the door, I heard him swear under his breath and then heard his footsteps retreating. I walked in to the living room and my dad was sitting there. He smiled as I walked over and sat next to him. Me: Hi dad… Dad: Hi, how was your date? Me: It wasn’t a date, it was just two friends catching a movie and getting some food. Dad: Okay how was your dinner and movie? Me: It was fine. I had fun…oh, and ummm, Pati is starting at my school on Monday. Dad: Oh! Well that’s good news… *looks at me * that’s good news, right? You don’t have to worry about him showing up unexpectedly anymore. Me: Yeah, I guess. I just…nevermind. Dad: Elisapeta, you have never had trouble talking to me then I don’t want you to start now. What’s wrong? Me: I don’t know. I think he may like me…I don’t know… Dad: well, how do know? More importantly how do you feel about him? Me: That’s the thing dad… He tried to kiss me but I just hugged him. I don’t know how I feel about him… I mean he’s been gone for a long time and we were best friends so I don’t know what I feel. Dad: He tried to kiss you? When? Me: (laughing) yes, and when we were at the door just now. Anyways, did you even hear what I said after that? Dad: (sitting back in his chair) yes, I heard what you said and I think that maybe you should set the record straight with him before he continues to pursue what he is feeling. You don’t want him to keep pushing because then it might push you to dislike him. Me: I guess you’re right. I’ll talk to him about it tomorrow. Dad: I’m always right and don’t you forget it. Anyways, go get some rest and take Mr. Cuddles and Coco with you, they were giving me a hard time tonight. Me: (laughing) well you offered to babysit… With that I hugged him and went upstairs taking my babies (Mr. Cuddles and Coco) with me. I just put them on my bed and laid there thinking of tonight and how I would say what I needed to say to him when I saw him again. Childhood Sweetheart
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 08:35:36 +0000
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