I just took a shower and I'm sitting in bed butt naked drying myself up. I haven't seen Ciara since morning and this is 2pm right now. I guess she's having a rough day of work.
Anyway,I've gotten three kinds of obstacles out of my way and I'm proud of myself. Proud! I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with Marilyn now,my soul mate.
I begin to dry my hair and I hear a knock. Could be Ciara. I guess she's back. Either with news about what's happened to our neighbours kids or maybe something else.
I get up from bed and walk to the door to open.
Ciara looks beautiful today.
"Hi," I greet her and her eyes immediately shift to my penis.
She covers her eyes in embarrassment and nervously chuckles,
"What the hell! Wear some clothes on,stupid," she says and I remove her hand from her eyes and kiss her.
"How was work?" I ask politely ignoring her little act and walk to my bed to put on some clothes.
Ciara is still at the door not willing to come in.
"Great. Richard left me in charge to go and attend something real important back home," she says and what comes in mind is; He Knows his kids are dead.
I don't know about Reese because I hit her in the head with a baseball bat telling her she'll be in a comma and it'll take a miracle to wake her up.
But I'm rooting for her to stay alive despite of my despicable actions. Ciara then walks in as I put on my sweats.
She takes a sit on my bed and looks at me with a smile,
"Did you know that you're so handsome?" she compliments me flirtatiously and I look at her with a smile on my face.
"Handsome? I don't know about that. I've never seen myself as attractive before. You're the first person to tell me that,thank you." I'm being honest.
Not even my mother told me that.
"I'm so sorry," she apologizes. She feels sorry for me. I nod.
"You know what? Even If you have the ugliest scars In and on you,I'm willing to make them disappear," Ciara tells me and I hear sincerity in her voice.
She wants to help me.
"I don't have scars. I'm just scattered into pieces you can't fix," I say to her and she chuckles.
"Me too. And that is why I think broken people meet for only two reason. Either fix each other or break together even more and I think,you and I are both." I don't know what to say to her.
She just uttered words I always pray for Marilyn to say to me but she never does.
I sit next to Ciara and I embrace her. There is a silence I adore and I'm thinking about never hurting her ever... Again.
"I love you Timothy,for real this time," she says and my heart just drops to my stomach.
She doesn't know I cheated on her with Marilyn. I call it cheating because I'm leading her on into a relationship I don't even want to be involved in. Can you imagine?
"For real this time? What do you mean?" I ask with us still embracing.
"I was unsure but now I am," she says and I hold her lose to me even tight. Will I let go?
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"My MaRiLyn..."
General FictionTimothy Zolanski, a mentally distorted young man moves into a new neighbourhood hoping to start a new life. He then becomes obsessed with a beautiful lady in the neighborhood called "Marilyn". Whom he believes he "thought" into existence through his...