✔️Soundtrack To My Life (18+) part 1

Little Lion Man

Sam July 2000

I'd been driving around Claremont for the last 3 hours, pulling into the parking lot outside of the clinic, staring at the doors, watching people walk in and out, willing myself to just get out of the truck and go inside and face Veronica. I'd been here four times already and each time I talked myself out of plucking up the courage to walk through those doors.

I knew she was here, her car was parked out the front of the clinic, probably seated at the desk, large cup of coffee in hand while she chatted with Kelsey about the party tonight, discussing dresses and laughing together. I could just walk right up to her and make up some lame excuse about needing to see Dad, that would be an actual, legitimate reason for needing to be here.

I can't do it though, she has no idea I'm even back in Claremont and it wouldn't be fair to just ambush her at her work place. We're not dating anymore, it's not like we just had some minor fight and I could just show up with gifts and she'd just forgive me like before.

I looked across the street, to the cafe, Veronica loved their coffee, I could just go buy her one? Bring it to her as a peace offering? 

I desperately wanted to see her, she could yell and scream, tear strips off of me, tell me how much I fucked this up, how I destroyed the best thing I've ever known and I would just take it, just to be near her again.

She was all I could think about on the long flight back to Australia, every possible scenario ran through my mind, making sleep impossible. Does she still love me? Will she forgive me? Will she even talk to me? Is she seeing someone new?

The thought of Veronica with anyone else was eating me up inside, even though I knew I had no right to know anything about her life now, I lost that privilege when I lied to her.

I turned the key in the ignition and the truck roared to life. I couldn't just stay here, stuck in limbo, I had to get away, I'd be seeing her tonight and hopefully, by then, I'd be more prepared, less of a coward and more of a man.

I drove past the school and remembered the markets that were held there on Saturdays, more specifically the one time I attended the Saturday markets with Veronica and I ended up having my way with her on a desk in the history classroom. Smiling to myself as I pulled into a spot across from the school.

The markets had almost doubled in size since I was last here, seemed anything that was handmade or home grown was popular now. I moved from stall to stall, browsing at everything from honey and vegetables to soaps and art. This would be the perfect place to find unique souvenirs to bring back home. 

I wandered up to a stall which had really stylish baby clothes, not just the boring onesies you see everywhere, these had funky designs. My cousin Elizabeth had been on a mission to find different clothing for her newborn baby girl, Georgia and I think that this would be right up her alley, unfortunately every mother in Claremont was crowded around the stall, making it hard to get a good look at everything on display.

I decided to start in the far corner and move my way around once the space beside me cleared, grabbing items that took my fancy along the way. Georgia would look so adorable in a puppy dog romper and I just had to grab her a plaid dress, even though she wouldn't be able to wear it until she was bigger but I couldn't resist it.

I never even use to like children until Georgia was born, they were just screaming, crying, fun destroyers who looked like little gremlins but then I held Georgia in my arms, her big, blue eyes looking up at me, her cute little face and I just bonded with her.