Tarrant

Regrets

I feel really weird about what happened last night. It's not that I don't love Angel. I love her so much. It's not that I didn't enjoy it; I did, very much so. But I believe in marrying your lover before doing the deed. We've only been together for a week. How do I tell her I don't want to do it again until the time is right? I don't want her to think I didn't like it.

Work wasn't bad today, except it was awkward when we were about to leave, and Sarah noticed a large red mark on Angel's neck. Did I really do that? She told her she was bitten by her hamster as an excuse. She doesn't have a hamster, but Sarah doesn't need to know that.

Angel and I headed to our own homes tonight, which left me alone in my thoughts. I thought about Angel, and what I should tell her. I thought about Dad, and how I can bring myself to forgive him. I began to wonder what to do with my life from here. I enjoy my job at the coffee shop, but is it really what I want to do forever? And I'm so in love with Angel, but I know it's too early to know if she's really the one I want to marry. There's a lot to think about. It's safe to say that I didn't sleep much last night.