"My MaRiLyn..."

20.

Soon after Ciara's leave, I hear a knock. I get up to answer and see who it is and its Marilyn holding a pink tray of perfectly made strawberry cupcakes.

"Good morning! How are you?" She greets me all jovial as usual.

"I'm good," I plainly say to her.

There is silence between the two of us and she nervously chuckles.

"May I come on in?"

"You didn't tell me you were married. Why would you lie to me?" I ask her. I'm upset with her.

"Uh,I didn't think it was necessary to inform a strange man who just moved into the neighbourhood," Marilyn fires back at me with sarcasm in her tone.

I'm shook.

"A strange man? Is it all that I am to you?"

"Okay, wait! Where the hell is this all coming from? I just came here to bring you some cupcakes and you're behaving like some crazy person."

I'm surprised by her words.

I know she hasn't yet acknowledged who I am to her but this is no way of speaking to her "god". I am not crazy.

"You are not making sense at all right now,Timothy. Say things that I can understand," she carries on.

"I love you," I straight forward spit it out.

Marilyn is surprised by these sudden words.

"I am in love with you," I say to her again and she hands me the tray of cupcakes. She's confused.

"I don't understand what you're saying right now. You just moved into the neighbourhood. You don't even know me," she says to me.

"I have known you for a thousand years,Marilyn. I know who you are and I love you. I came here to find you and I did," I inform her and she laughs out of disbelief.

"I will just go back home and make a sense out of this bullshit," Marilyn exhales and inhales trying to calm herself down and leaves.

"Shit," I cuss at myself for being stupid and insensitive.

She didn't have to know this soon. I'm an idiot. Congratulations for being such a fool and blowing everything up! I sigh and lock the door. I hope she forgets about this incidence from ever happening.

I hope she forgets.