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"Guess who." A male voice said.
"Baby?!" I cried happily and turned.
"Been awhile since you called me that." The male voice said as I turned.
When I saw his face I froze. It was a face I hadn't seen in many years. Jason Tryce. He was taller then me, but I noticed now shorter then Brandon. His blond hair, once long and rebellious was now a crew cut. He had filled out nicely over the years and even after all this time, five years I still felt my heart flutter in my chest when I looked at him. "Jason?" I whispered.
"You look beautiful as ever Monnie." Jason smiled and held open his arms for a hug.
"You couldn't think to tell me you were okay?" I snapped and folded my arms over my chest. "You up and leave at the end of senior year to join the Military and I don't ever see you again!"
"You told me to leave!" Jason snarled. "You told me you weren't going to be just another army wife Monica." I watched his expression soften and he added softly. "Do we have to do this Monnie? Can't we just enjoy our little reunion?"
As much as I wanted to stay mad at him I just nodded and we walked through the market together as I shopped. "So...i notice the rings. Are you married now?"
I wanted to tell him yes, and happily but people from town were all around me so I knew I had to stick to the story. "...no. I was."
"But your single now?" I heard the hope and desire in his voice and felt a shiver run down my spine.
"....It's complicated." I replied softly and looked anywhere but at him. "Look it was nice talking to you Jason, but....i have to go."
"Monnie wait!" Jason grabbed my arm as I tried to walk away and then smiled. "Wanna have dinner with me while I am in town?"
I looked down at my finger and the two rings that sat on my finger and wanted to tell him no, but the house was so quiet. I couldn't believe my own voice when I heard "....Okay. That should be fun."
I gave him my cell number, paid for my groceries and drove home wondering why I had done this. Years later I knew why, I was sad and upset at being left behind, but it still proved to be something I never intended. I was opening Pandora's Box.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoP L E A S E proofread prior to submission, and do so S L O W L Y to help reduce your errors. And LEARN the difference between "then" and "than", using the web to find the definitions and when each should be used. Although I can't say I remember your use these, but this comment may others, words sounding the same, but spelled different and having different meanings" know and no, knew and new, here and hear, threw and through (and some use throw and through incorrectly), breath and breathe (not sounding the same but used interchangeably and incorrectly). their and there. Suggestion: While writing your story, open a Thesaurus/Dictionary and pull it up anytime you have a question about a word to see if you are using the correct spelling or proper word for that application. As well as using a word processing program that has a built-in spell-check function. Don't be too proud to think doing so would reflect negatively on yourself. On the contrary, it takes a mature person to acknowledge that there is much to be learned and making use any reasonable aide to improve their proficiency and quality proves such.
Also, in one paragraph, you switched back and forth between Kim and Monica. I caught it reading rapidly, a slow read would have definitely caught it. At the end of the first segment in this chapter, you used "are" twice in a row, the first was suppose to be "we". Again, a slow proofread would have caught this. (As I did when proofing this and found I had omitted the "l" in slow and typed two "m"s in omitted.)
But my major complaint is your refusal to slowly proofread.
Anonymousalmost 10 years agoAww man,really?! Go home bitch and don't answer the fucking phone! Wah, I'm so lonely so let me go have dinner with my ex who wants to fuck me and get back together with me! Go home and call your fucking husband and wife and tell them what happened and what you just did! Grrrr.....
NatYanalmost 12 years agoI'm so so glad your doing more! I hope they have more kids! And I hope we get lots of stories from you with these characters!!
Anonymousalmost 12 years agoIts your story it did go where you wanted it to go...
I am just glad you understand that since the Epilogue in Chapter 5 and now this new story, every time you talk about her interaction with her father and her wanting to have a relationship with her father even after the CHILD ABUSE of HER LOVER, its VERY unrealistic...
If my mother or father beat and/or mentally abused one of my brothers or sisters while they where growing up, even if I hadn't had a "special" relationship with my siblings, I would excommunicate him post-haste, to WANT to keep a relationship like that is just a mental issue I would gladly not develop.
