I messed up the last time, though it wasn't intentional, but I have to repay for the wrongs I brought to the table, it was supposed to be our first date at prom, but I choosed to make an escape because of my freedom, I can't even believe that she has been waiting since then for this day.
I was almost done with my dressing when I heard the sound of the door bell, I was standing before the mirror and had to walk away to get the door open. The moment she walked in, I began to regret why it took me so long to get to this point with her, she was on a long black dress which matched her shoes, her lips were a baby pink and her hair slicked back, her makeup wasn't a hard one, it wasn't even that visible because it was still the original beauty of her face in place and that look is one of the attractiveness she had out of a million more.
“ You're beautiful....”, I didn't know when those words escaped my lips, but they surely did and she faced down immediately, accepting and appreciating the compliment from me. I have that drive to place my hands around the back of her neck, bringing her face up and landing a kiss on those attractive lips, but no, I have to hold back, leave the best for the last.
I walked back to the mirror, trying to put it right, I mean the tie around my neck, I can see that it look quite good already, but not as perfect as I see it in my head. “ Lemme help you with that Jones....”, she said as she came before me, blocking my reflection from the mirror and replacing it with someone better, her.
I can tell that it was a struggle for her to give the tie the perfect look, but it was a success after all, I was way taller than her and the stretching of her hands might be achy, “ I just can't stop looking at that face of hers, trying to take in the picture and store safely inside my head.
“ I wouldn't have waited this long if I knew the peace you will bring to my Life....”, I confessed my thoughts with her, not actually knowing how I became so easy opening up to her without creating a backup mindset inside my head, that backup that protects the man and leads him towards his goals, not caring about what's happening in his relationship or the games the ladies play so they would be treated special. This is me, I am offering her myself, not knowing whether I am getting out of line or not.
She hugged me, then said, “ No Willy, you're the one who brought me peace after waiting for months and years for you, if you never came back, I would still be waiting, I would have found you one way or the other and take what I believe was always mine ”, she hugged me. Looks like I wasn't the only one lost in love here.
Sitting in the restaurant with Jackie sitting across from me, I was acting opposite who I was, this is never me, this was never the Jones Williams I built myself to be, it feels like I was drunk or something, I couldn't stop looking at her face with those wide smile I can't hide placed on my lips, I hope I am not going to end up with a heavy crash in the future because of this. Uncle Dale loves his wife and still ended up breaking up, I was happy with Stella and also ended up breaking up, if that ever happens with Jackie here, will I be able to survive it?, That's the question that keeps repeating itself in my mind, but I have no answer to it, neither is it affecting my mood right now, just feeling happy and enjoying the moment life throws at me.
“ Why are you smiling?, You're making me shy....”, she said covering her face with her hand while the other was on the table. “ You've always been shy, it's nothing new to me ”, I said to her in between those smiley face, “ I guess you haven't seen me at work, or whenever I am speaking with others, I don't blink, I can't even see myself acting clumsy, but when it's you, I just don't know what is happening ”, she said, hand still covering her face despite keeping them down, looking down on the table or maybe at her shoes.
“ Get your hands off and look at me, hands under the table resting on your legs....”, I said to her, though she couldn't get herself to do that by herself, she did exactly as I ordered, her eyes looking straight into mine, hands unseen as they're placed under the table, she wasn't flinching or letting her shy look take over, just respecting orders.
I can see a sign of tears in her eyes more like she was about to break down the dam, letting down a stream of tears, why?, Why is she crying?, I asked myself seeing the tear on her left eye run down her cheek before the other followed, she didn't clean them off, she was avoiding to break my order.
“ Come closer.....”, she brought her face closer, trusting my order, without looking away, totally unlike her because she just wants to stay under my command and good side, not minding whether her tears will smear her light makeup.
I brought my handkerchief out and gently cleaned away the tears on her face without her doing nothing else, just acting like a robot like I have total control over her. “ I Love you Jackie ”, I said to her, that was when she blinked, lost of words as if she never knew that I did.
There's this sound of a fallen tray, plates broken down on the floor, I turned my attention there to see what happened.
“ Stella!.... Stella Phillips...”.