When the fireworks begin: Wenston and Chelsey ( Down memory lane)

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Wenston was typing a report on his computer and it was about the theory on love . He was highly concentrated on it . Nora walked in his room seeing him writing.  She stood behind him and waited until his stomach spoke so he could get up. Suddenly his stomach spoke and he got up mumbling what he was hungry for as his father would. Nora slowly eased to the computer and she sat on his chair.
"Just a look." Nora mumbled.  She then began to read.

What is love?
By Wenston J. Noble
Love is a psychological feeling.  Something humans crave for. Whether its attention or the need to be connected to a person.  My theory is if you are only connected to them that cannot compare to the bare minimum of love. Love is loyal,  love is ugly sometimes,  love is dealing with the fanatics of doubt it would cure your pain, and love is a practice. 
If you haven't experienced love in any way shape or form then there's hope . Love is not hiding from anybody.  It starts with yourself of course.  If you keep dating , and hanging with fake friends to fulfill that void you'll see love as a lie. I know this from experience.  Obviously my parents are great, my siblings show love to me , but as always in 5th grade high school I wanted to Feel love in a woman.  I have dated once for 4 years. This girl and I finally were old enough to experience and understand deep connections all 15 year Olds are aware of. However,  I was ready to understand but she wasn't.  She was old enough to understand she didn't like me and she decided to express that by letting her hormones explore another male and female. 
Because of that devastating news I was back to the basics.  4 years of thinking I knew what that love was supposed to look like got erased like a clean slate. I was in search again.  A male is capable of dating multiple women without getting judged for his tactics in finding love.  I must admit it wasn't fun. It was confusing and disappointing.  My preferences were never met. Their love for money and  reputation made them blind in their search for true love.  They did not like me as a person,  they loved the dollar sign of my family name.  Nevertheless,I knew it was so but I dismissed it because I was searching beyond the greedy demeanor.
I stopped myself in my senior year. I focused more on education as my brother Norson suggested . School could not stop my curiosity of what the love in a woman felt like. I started looking in the Bible. It was the only justifying reason to my theory. I looked in proverbs mostly and as I got my answers I started to think of the 13 women I been with and none of them saficed. I was stuck. 
This summer I stopped my search because I thought that love Obviously wasn't meant for me. My nephew hosted a party later on and I decided to come because he was certain I'd find someone there.  I refused at first but I found out my twin sister was going for that exact reason. I went with her to protect her from any bad ideas of lust instead of love.  I walked in and the minute I blink there was this girl.  She was quite shy, Caucasian,  with brown hair and blue eyes. She looked very gullible and lively.  That's one thing we had in common already. She was dancing with my cousin and twin sister being quirky . I tried removing my attraction thoughts but as I passed her she looked at me and she froze just as I did.
Later, my nephew Richard asked if I like brunettes . The only one in the room was her. I told them it didn't matter to me . With that my cousins fiance sister thought of spin the bottle. I joined with a prayer.  I asked God if we are meant to be the chances would land on one of us and my menacing sister would dare us to connect lips. The bottle span and it landed on me. My sister dared me to kiss the girl . She crawled to me and we kissed.  And I must admit I loved kissing her and she was very shy however I gave her the permission with my French to go forth with her emotions and to my surprise she had the same intentions in her kiss.
So later on we connected more on family and what we want in a lover something other girls never bothered to talk about. Chelsey , the amazing kisser, cared a lot about what I liked and the first gift she got me was tickets to the football game that I was Saving up for 5 months and I only met her 2 weeks after. That's not when I realized I loved her. I realized I loved her when she drove 6 days to come get me because she had a terrible feeling I wasn't safe. I only saw that sort of tuition in my mother and grandmother. Unfortunately she was right . The moshpit I was in got shot down by some crazy lunatic! She ran through the moshpit while the man was shooting until she found me with a bullet in my shoulder.  She grabbed my hand calming me down in my state of shock. This had never happened to me before. She was there the whole drive back to belton after I was in the hospital.  It was our first couples secret.
As my theory stated , love is being there regardless of the pain and doubt it'll work. I had faith in her because she gave me a reason to love her and hope in her. I know it'll never change.  I finally found my love in a woman even when I stopped looking.

Nora sighed loving this report. She smiled standing up wiping tears and she turned seeing wenston eating a sub.
"So what do you think?"
"It's amazing you ever thought of being a writer?"
"Maybe but I'm getting my business degree first. " wenston said as if he didn't write the most profound paper.
"Alright then did you make me one?"
"Duh mom. Your my mother after all." Wenston said and suddenly Nora popped his arm. "Ow! Your welcome!"
"You got shot and didn't tell me."
"Oooooh. I forgot about that." Wenston whispered laughing nervously.