Though my home life is miserable, my love life is blissful.
I stand alone in my parents’ driveway and wait for my boyfriend to pick me up.
Finally, that old Toyota pulls up.
He steps out and hugs me. I am filled with such joy. Soon our hugs become kisses.
I hate to interrupt this moment, but I ask him, “Why don’t we go to your house? I’m hungry,”
“All I was going to make tonight was oatmeal.”
“That’s better than what I have here.”
“What exactly do you have here.”
“Nothing. There is no food in the house.”
“Say no more, baby. I’ll feed you.”
With that, I kiss him once more and then he opens the passenger door for me.
He gets in on the driver side, starts his car and we leave.
Finally, we make it to his house.
He steps out, then opens the car door for me than the gate to his hurricane fence.
We cut across his front yard as the neighbors are shouting and arguing.
Hurriedly, we walk to his front door and enter.
It’s very cold, so he turns his floor furnace on.
We walk to the kitchen and he gets a box of Always Save Oatmeal from his cabinets.
As he heats up the food in the microwave, I ask him, “How was your day?”
“Awful,” He replies.
“Baby, I don’t want to bring my work problems home to you.”
“But I want to be supportive of you, because of all you do for me, so what happened?”
“Well, I was on my break texting you. The coworkers can definitely tell how happy you make me. There’s the janitor, he’s foreign but he’s good to me and he speaks highly of both of us. Then there is the deli cook, she is so hateful and rude.”
“What did she do?”
“Well I was telling the janitor how I am lucky to have you in my life and that I revere you, which I truly do, and the cook called you a slutty. It made me so angry because I know the opposite is true. So I told her that you were actually a virgin and then she wanted to know how old you were. I told her it was none of her business and for her to get a life. Then she threatened me with her boxcutter.”
Oh my God, he is going to get himself killed. It’s not worth it, no not even for my honor. I want him by my side forever.
So, I pet his hair, then tell him with great concern, “Next time she picks a fight with you, ignore her. I know you want to stand up for me but your personal safety is more important. Besides, I want you all to myself alive and kicking!”
He blushes brightly as he rubs my sides and says, “Oh baby if only you knew how much I love you.”
“I think I have an idea and by the way, I love you just as much!”
His bowl is done, so he begins to microwave my bowl.
I then say with concern, “You said several things happened, what else?”
“Well I got back to work and there was this gentleman who was shopping for fish and remoulade sauce for his meeting. I assisted him in finding the sauce and then I paged someone to seafood to get him the fish. While waiting for the seafood workers to come, we talked. My boss didn’t like me talking to him, so he ordered me to get back to work. The gentleman didn’t like the way I was treated so long story short he cancelled his order. I was disciplined and now I have to stock the boxed gelatin all by myself from now on and boxed gelatin is the hardest thing to stock. They’re trying to make me quit, but I know I cannot find any other job and I won’t be able to pay my bills or take care of you.”
“I know you can write those beautiful stories and my dad knows people who can get you published. Then you’ll never have to work for those hateful people again. All I have to do is talk to my dad.”
“When do you think I can meet him?”
“Let’s try for Christmas Day.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
The microwave beeper goes off indicating that my oatmeal is done as well.
He takes the bowls and places them on the dining room table. Then he pours us each a glass of Best Choice Whole Milk.
After he serves dinner, we say grace.
As we eat dinner, he asks me, “Now I told you about my day, how was yours?”
“Mine was awful too.”
“Well, I was listening to music in my room. I thought the volume was low enough, but it woke my mom up. She came into my room ordering me to lower the music. So I did. Then she accused me of stealing her Xanax and I swore up and down that I didn’t, but she didn’t believe me and she threatened to beat me for stealing them. So I called my dad and he intervened. She found her pills and then took more and crashed on the sofa. All I had to eat today was the last can of cling peaches, well until you gave me this oatmeal.”
He hugs me and we hold hands lovingly.
We then kiss once more.
I silently ponder to myself about moving in with him. I would love the idea of being under the same roof as him.
He looks at me. I can see the admiration in his eyes.
I’ll just say what is on my mind, I hope he isn’t too shocked, “You know, I’ll be eighteen in just a few short weeks. How would you feel if I moved in with you when that time comes?”
He is indeed shocked, but then collects himself and says, “Yes. I would be all for that. I love you and want to spend as much time together with you as possible.”
I smile a wide smile at him as we finish eating dinner.
He’s now staring at the electric clock on the wall.
I don’t want to go home for so many reasons, let me see if he’ll let me stay here.
Here goes nothing, “I’m getting sleepy, but I know I won’t get any sleep if I go back to my mom’s house and my dad is having a meeting all the way into the morning. Can I crash here tonight?”
“Sure, let me just prepare the extra bedroom for you.”
“Thank you so much. I would like to sleep in the same bed as you but I don’t want to get you in trouble.”
We gently kiss and he prepares his extra bedroom for me.
He then tucks me in and we kiss once more.
I soon fall asleep and dream many dreams about him.