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04/24/2021 07:04 PM
before the dreams became nightmares pt 1
Part 6 of 6: -Until Death Do Us Part-CLICK HERE FOR PART 1: The BeginningCLICK HERE FOR PART 2: The PassionCLICK HERE FOR PART 3: The MiscarriageCLICK HERE FOR PART 4: The FearCLICK HERE FOR PART 5: The EscapeCLICK HERE FOR PART 6: Until Death Do Us Part
Chase Williams, the man who caused my heart’s demise, was the most gorgeous man I had ever laid my eyes on. He had a bit of a shaggy beard going on, he definitely needed a haircut but his eyes...his eyes were that of emerald green, breathtaking to say the least. Six foot two inches he stood with an athletic build with what looked like tattoos peeking out from his sleeves but his eyes had already stolen my attention, choosing to ignore the rest of his physique. Forgetting I was in a bar, in public and that he was an actual human being, had led to him approaching me. Apparently I was staring a bit too long for his comfort.
I practically choked on the drink that was in my hand, nervously stirring with my straw as his green hues once again intoxicated my gaze. Clearing my throat, I started my apology with an unwarranted flirty smile. “Listen, I know you’re not just a pretty face but those eyes…” I blurted, knowing damn well what it’s like when a man stares at me the way I was obviously staring at him. I began to hear angels singing as he seemingly was laughing at the statement I chose to make this situation any less awkward. I couldn’t tell if he was laughing at me because I’m obviously mentally challenged or because that was the smoothest line he’s ever heard, I was voting for the latter.
Before I could say anything to make matters any stranger, he looked down at my drink and this man, this stranger had the audacity to scoff at me whilst he flagged down the bartender. “Are you drinking anything or do you just enjoy spinning ice around in a glass with your straw?” Of course I was drinking something, I thought to myself but as I looked down at my empty glass I pursed my lips together and shrugged. “Vodka-cran, please.” That was one hell of a way to ask me if I wanted a drink but I rolled with it, no need to bring the strong independent woman into this situation so I just followed my request with a smirk.
We talked, oh we talked for hours that night. Drink after drink, laugh after laugh we got lost in the presence of one another and acted as if no one else was around which is why we are now unfortunately, permanently banned. I was sloppy, a little everywhere but somehow he had managed to get us both safely to his place since I was too far gone to successfully give him my address.
I remember sitting on a stool at the island of his kitchen, the room was spinning and Chase was pouring me a glass of water. Suddenly, for what felt like just a moment everything went still and all I could hear was the water running. Next thing I knew, I opened my eyes to him cradling my head. I was confused how we were suddenly both on the floor. I just remember him looking at me like he knew me, like he felt my blood pressure rise each time our eyes met even if it was accidental. I could feel a hunger in him, but not of the sexual type. A hunger for love, for a companion. From the things he told me that night, his life was that of a horror movie but there was a softness in him that I found incredible, given the events that took place. It felt as if only minutes had gone by before he leaned into me slowly. I was hesitant, but his gentle caress upon my cheek allowed my guard to lower my protective gates and his lips were on mine within seconds. The tender peck lingered, any tension in my body was no more. When he pulled away I felt like a child on the verge of a tantrum but I held myself together...not much longer after our lips separated I felt like I was about to upchuck. Perfect timing, Kennedy. I know. After a couple hours of tending to my ailments, he was able to get me into bed. He slept on the couch while I hogged his California King.
I still don’t feel bad about it.
I would never claim to be graceful, poise or well-mannered but knowing how I behaved that night was embarrassing and the fact that that man stuck around anyways you’d think he’s a keeper, right? Yeah, I thought so too. I never truly understood the concept of love, let alone love at first sight but I knew this was the beginning of a different life for me.
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