Get Over It by Tinyy T (chromebook ebook reader TXT) 📕

He kisses my forehead and hold me against his chest.  I look at him with more love with him than ever, “No it’s okay, I want to.”  I continue to kiss him and we whisper “I love you” in each other’s ears as we undress each other, slowly.  It was a little painful but when I realized that I was with the person I had loved for such a long time, it made it seem like the pain wasn’t there.  He was making love to me for the first time in our relationship and we were enjoying every second of it.  When it was over we laid in bed together, just staring at each other, he kissed my forehead, and I kissed his lips.  We stared at each other for such a long time I almost fell asleep, until my cell phone rang.  It was my mom calling me telling me she was going to be home late because she got a flat tire, “Mija, I just called to tell you I we are going to be home a little later than we had planned, because we got a flat tire and we’re getting it fixed right now princessa.” she says “That’s fine Mami Hunter is still here keeping me company, don’t worry I’m fine.” I say as Hunter holds my hand.  “Okay, princessa bye.”  I hang up the phone and I never wanted to forget this beautiful moment of my life, I had shared the most special thing with the person I loved, my man Hunter.  I loved him more than ever.  We laid in bed for a little while longer, just holding each other in the sheets and cuddling.  When we finally got up and got dressed he helped me make my bed so my parents wouldn’t notice anything.  He helped me wash the dishes from our snacks, we sat in the living room watching comedy shows and when my parents got home they seemed to believe the whole act, but they’ve always trusted Hunter they have no reason why not to trust him.  When it was time for Hunter to leave, he shook my Dads hand, he hugged my mom and I walked him to the car.  We stood outside the car hugging for a long time, because we were both so happy, when I walked outside my legs felt weird because I had just lost my virginity, but I was happy.  We kissed and then he told me what he felt.  “I’m so happy that we were together today.  I’m happy because I’m with the most beautiful girl in the world.  I’m happy because today was one of the best days I have ever spent with you, I love you.”  He kissed me again, and then it was my turn “Well I’m happy because today everything was perfect, I’m happy because you’re my man, and because I own the heart of the best dancer in the world and the love of my life.  I love you.”

           As soon as he left I went into the house and texted Kim and Nelly I told then almost everything.  I was texting Hunter at the same time, and Nelly brought up a good point “Now that you gave your heart to him do you think this separation will be harder than the last?”  It was something deep to think about or imagine.  But I told her I didn’t think it would be, because this time I was sure that he was going to come back, I was sure that he was the love of my life, I knew I was going to be with him for a long time, and my dreams were coming true.  Now I felt more committed to him and more in love with him than ever.  This time I was really his women and he was really my man.

 

Chapter 6 Going against stimuli

  The next week me and him, spent it together I tried to leave my house as early as possible so I could be with him longer.  I always had to be home before 10:00 pm and he always made sure I got home on time.  It didn’t matter where we were or where we went the only thing that ever mattered was that we were together.  Everyday that we were together I wished that it could last forever. 

          Two days before he left, I was trying to prepare for his leaving.  As the hours passed I found myself more distant from him each time.  When I went to he picked me up Thursday morning, so we could go to his house and watch movies, I went to the kitchen to make popcorn and on the way back I sat on the other couch, and no on the same couch next to him. 

“Babe, why you sitting all the way over there?”  he asked as he came and sat next to me.  I ignored him as if I didn’t hear him.  “Maria, what’s the matter?”  I still didn’t say anything, he came towards my face and tried to kiss my cheek but I turned my head.  “I know you have to leave, but I don’t want you to go.  After all the loving memories we shared these past two weeks and you’re leaving again.”  I finally say as I rest my head on his shoulder and he puts his arm around me.  “I wish I didn’t have to leave either, but I have to it’s school and I want to make my dream come true no matter how hard it’s going to be.  I love you.”  he says kissing my cheeks.  “Hunter I’m just going to miss you a lot more this time.  I don’t want you to go all the time we spend together I wish it lasted forever.  These two weeks have gone by so fast.”  I say.  “But, you know I’m going to be back as soon as I can, and if you need me call me, text me, and if it’s really important I’ll fly out here just for you.”  the rest of the day I felt really lonely even if he was with me and I even got the urge to cry a few times.  But I didn’t, when he left I knew that it would be okay because I had already faced to world with out him, but with my family and my girls.  I wasn’t going to be lonely I was just going to miss him.  Then the question my Dad asked me at the Mexican restaurant made me wonder (“What if you and Hunter can’t make your relationship work after all?”)  what if we really can’t make it work I can’t just simply get another boyfriend, I’ve been with Hunter for too long, he knows me more than anyone, he understand me, he loves me and I love him.

          The last night he was in town he took me home.  He walked me all the way to my room, and I begged him to stay a few more minuets because in the morning he had to leave.  He actually ended up staying until midnight.  We laid in my bed staring at each other the way we did after we made love for the first and only time.  I saw him crying and I knew he didn’t want to go, but we couldn’t really do anything about it, no matter how much we both wanted him to stay, his school was still waiting on him  Monday morning with dance routines for him to perform.  When he finally left, we stopped crying.  We stood outside the front door saying our good byes.  “I love you, with all my heart I will never forget you and I will always love you.”  he whispers in my ear.  “I hold on to him for as long as I can, and I kiss him for a long time because it’s going to be a long time before I kiss anyone again.  “I love you, with all my heart, I will be faithful to you always, I will cherish our love for ever.  I love you.”  he kisses one last time our lips move in the same direction at the same time.  We kissed even longer this time and I didn’t want our lips to part.  But when we finally did he got in his car and this was a little of the opposite of the first time we had to say good bye, this time he was getting in a vehicle and he was waving to me and he signaled for me to call him.  I suddenly remembered it all as it flashed back into my head.  That night I just couldn’t sleep.  I was tossing and turning in bed all night, trying to make myself believe that everything would be okay between us.  Just hoping that when he returned that nothing would change and that everything will be the same between us.

          When he was gone for the second time, I found it very hard to be myself.  My body wasn’t the same, it wanted me to fall into a deeper and longer depression than the first one.  But I avoided it as much as I could.  I tried as hard as I could to go against what my body wanted and desired.  Every morning when the sun rose, I felt tiered even if I had slept ten or eleven hours I still wanted to sleep.  So instead of sleeping I got up, went running, I took cold showers.  I noticed myself crying for little things like losing my favorite shirt or simply because my phone would go dead.  But when I was alone that’s all I ever wanted to do, that’s why I was always with someone.  Always.  I was always with either one of my parents, with my friends, and even playing hop scotch with the little girl Brenda that lives down the street.

          No matter what happened or how I felt Hunter was always a part of my life and I was always a part of his.  His letters continued to arrive every other Friday, he called and text messaged me everyday at the same times, and we would video chat very often.  He had always been and never stopped being my man and the small things he did showed me and let me know that I was and had always been his women.  He was on my mind all the time and this just made me want him to come home more, it made me realize that he was worth all the waiting.

Chapter 7