On our one year anniversary, i left work early to book a reservation at her favorite place to dine, then after we are meant to go to the Last showing ever of her favorite Broadway show, after picking up the tickets i pat my pocket once again as I’ve been doing all day, making sure the most important thing for tonight is still there. time is counting down its about time to go. she’ll be home soon herself from work, i mutter to myself, i can’t be late not again, it’ll devastate her, and me. i race across town to the apartment we’ve shared since College, thinking back on the day we met, it was the first day of Freshman year, we both were the last two people to enroll, she was a graphic designer, i was a computer network tech. it was hate at first sight, it took almost the first whole year before we even spoke, until the night the power went out and she ended up knocking on my door asking if she could come in, stating that the dark scares her, so i agreed, she came in and sat down in the chair across the room and sat quietly for quite a long time, awkward silence, it was weird, we hadn’t really spoke much at all over the year, except asking for rent, and shares of bills and stuff like that, until that night i couldn’t even really recall her name, we just weren’t close to each other.
then right after lightning hit, she screamed and jumped, i quietly told her she would be fine, and that everything is alright. Then as if the gates of hell had opened she started talking rambling at first not quite really sure what she was saying. I picked up that her name was Christina, she said most people called her Kris, witch is most likely how we got placed in the same dorm apartment together. we ended up talking all night, and skipped classes the next day and continued to talk about stuff, we’d live together for so long and never knew that we both grew up only a couple hours from each other, the topic we talked about were vast. One thing lead to another, and after a couple weeks, she would visit my bedroom more and more, then we started dating as the year was coming to a close, we decided to go back home together for the summer, and take a trip around the country visting people we knew from one place or another.
As i hear honking i flash back to, i now remember what i was doing, i drove passed the road that he needed to turn on to get back home, i pulls a U-turn and make the road, i pull up into the driveway, and see’s her car, and a truck i’ve never seen before. the truck is a brand new one, it looks a lot better then the old beater i’ve been driving, but i haven’t been willing to give it up, it made it though high school, and collage, with no problems, sure, it’s needed oil changes and what not but whats the point of spending money on a new one when the one i’ve got is just fine, after pulling in behind the truck and turning off the engine, i get out and walk towards the door.
i calls out to her and hear noises from our bedroom, she comes out with a look of shock on her face, and says in a half yell “What are you doing home?! you’re not suspose to be home!?” i look at her and then look at my hands then back to her i walks over to her and take her hands in mine “i got off work early, i had some errands to do, i have a susprise for you darling, but we just cant go in the way we look, but we don’t have a lot of time so go and doll your self up” then i kissed her and walked to the spare bedroom and rummage though the closet looking for a nice outfit. i walk into the bathroom, take a shower and put on the new clothing