Me And Her

It's This Girl

Maybe I have seen her before, but seeing her pick out snacks for her cat made me think of her in ways I wouldn't normally think of in any woman. When I saw her, I saw the perfect woman. Beautiful as she was, she didn't even realize how gullible she looked. As if she were a beautiful painting, as if she is one of a kind, and I am her only owner. Since I own the painting, I must know her name. God, I was staring at her so weirdly. I just wanted to admire her from afar. I just wanted her and her alone. What if she thought I was crazy?

  I couldn't take it anymore. I had to stop shopping and leave before I cause a scene. The register stayed open for me. I wanted to wait to see if she would ever show up, but to no avail. I pushed my groceries to the top still looking out to hear her walk up. Maybe she wasn't real. No no she was real, she had to be but as i grabbed the last item in my cart I saw her, and to my surprise, she arrived.

Hey, uhh how are you?" I say under my breath. I hope she heard me.

"What was that?" her voice. Her voice was so different. She sounded like the embodiment of smooth and velvety chocolate. She had a soft, medium voice.

I could listen to her voice for hours.

"How are you?" I asked.

"Oh sorry I'm doing good, the cats were low on supplies. So I had to go out and grab some things. What about you? I see you have some doggy treats." I wonder why she spoke so much to me. I find that strange. I'm a pretty weird guy... who'd want to talk to me? Maybe it might just be small talk.

"Yes, I have a pet." I lied. I have never owned a pet. However, I grabbed the dog treats just to gaze at her longer. "My pitbull's name is Pete." I said. What a terrible idea. The dog-

"Like the dog from Little Rascals?" she asked with amusement. Why did she make the connection? How I wish she never understood my reference now.

"Yeah, In fact, he looks like him," I said, hoping I would be able to push her off, maybe attempt to make her see that I am a nice person. "There is a lot of stuff in your cart. Geez, How many cats do you have?"

"What do you mean? Do you think I'm a cat lady or something?"

"Oh, no no no, I wouldn't think that." I didn't want to offend her. Did I make a mistake again?It's obvious she hates me now.

"Calm down man, it was just a joke. Yes, I have a cat named Limb" what a morbid name for a pet.

  The cashier was annoyed by our small talk and wanted to see me go. "That's an interesting name. Where did it come from?". As she explained, I swiped my card.

"Well I love murder mysteries and like documentaries and-"

"Have a nice day!" the cashier said aggressively.

  He wanted me to go. Because I didn't want to cause any problems, I grabbed my bags and walked out, but before I left, I said "Nice to meet you. Miss?" I wanted to know her name. I needed her name. I needed to meet her and find out more about her.

"Gabriela"

  The name is so pretty. Her hair was lovely. She was beautiful from head to toe. Even her voice sounded sweet and caring.

"Mine is Jamariae, well I have to go. Ill see you if we ever get the chance to meet again."

  How did I end up being so corny? She laughed although it was a pity laugh, but a laugh is a laugh. Then, I walked back to my car, put my groceries in the back seat, and closed the door quickly. When I finished, I saw her walk out of the store and she waved. Her attention was drawn even without a verbal exchange with me. My anxiety was so high that I rushed to my front seat as soon as I waved back. I slammed my head on the steering wheel as soon as I sat down. This feeling was so terrible, I feel like I messed up. She was so perfect I could never imagine having a chance with her. Gabriella was the woman for me. But was I enough for her? I mean I'm only 17 will we even last?

  I have to find a way to speak to her again. Am I being a stalker? Maybe, but it's necessary, I need her in my life. I open my phone to go straight to Bartr to find her account. She has to exist online, there's no way. Various Gabriella's account pop up until I find one I recognize, limb_thecat. It had lots of cat pictures. I scrolled down until I saw one where the cat hugged her. My beauty was in a picture and I saw her tagged. Boom found her.

  Should I follow her now? No no, don't do that it's too fast. I have to wait. As I waited, I looked through her profile. As it turns out, she works at a middle school as a mentor. The kids love her. I must stop. I close my phone and all I can think about is her. Her lying on my chest, us on a date in public, her texting me 'good morning', pulling my hand and rushing me into her house, and her sitting right next to me in the passenger seat. She looks so real right beside me. Why does she look so realistic? No, she's just a hallucination.

"Its cute that you're thinking of me." She said. This isn't really her. Its not. Its my brain playing games. Why is she in my head???

"You're not real Gabi"

"I can be as real as you want me to be...Oc-"

"Don't call me that"

"You like it though. You want me to call you that Jamariae."

"That nickname is dead the only one who called me that was Louise and she's gone."

"Yea, because of you're obsessive nature, you never even got that checked out. But I see you have a new one."

"It wont happen again. I'm not like that anymore. I made mistakes but I would never do that again."

"Why lie to yourself Ocie? Don't you love her? Look at you, you're getting those same thoughts again. I'm in your head dummy."

"No, no I'm not. I love her i would never do that to her. I don't want her like that. She's perfect. AND DONT CALL ME THAT NAME!"

She giggles and responds "And Louise wasn't?" This projection of her started to shift towards me. Like she was interested in my response. But she already knew it. She is not here. She is fake. She is all in my head.

"Louise was perfect. I didn't deserve her. But she lied."

"Wow, so victim blame? You really haven't changed." She turns away to look outside. I turn on the music to drown her out. She has to leave. Now.

"I've changed. She's gonna be the one that stays." I believe that she will be mine. I have no doubt, while she slowly disappears from my eyesight. I start reassure myself.

"Forever"