Give me my Hershey Kisses

Chapter 2

       When passion takes over. When passion takes over.  His words replayed in my head like a broken record. 'What could he mean,' I thought. 'When passion takes over? How could passion take over?' I heard the sound of my door opening and I snapped out of it. Eddie was just standing there with a satisfied grin.

       I took a second to examine him. He is one of those guys that are giant mysteries and for as long as I known him I been trying to solve it. It's the way he talks, in riddles and nonsense. It's like he doesn't want anyone to know what he means until what he says comes into play.

       "Well, let's go." He held out his hand. I grabbed it and stepped out of the car. As soon as I was out of the car all I felt was the sun beating down on me.

       We walked towards the coffee shop that was a block away from the parking lot. Last time I had a problem with walking, since I'm shy and don't like that public very much, but today the walk gave me time to think. I thought about Eddie, I thought about me and I thought about us. I thought long and hard about what he said. 'Wait one minute,' I thought. 'Has he ever been told no? Is this what that was all about? He can't stand the fact I told him no and he's going to keep trying until I give in. That's what he meant. Well he can kiss my ass if he thinks...' The sound of the bell on the the door to the shop made me realize that we were there. I looked down and just notice that he was holding my hand. I really wanted to slap him, but of course I was scared to, so I decided to discuss my thoughts in the shop.

       We walked into the shop and sat next to the window, in the same spots we sat in last we came here. I love the smell of this place. It makes you ready for a hot cup of joe and the air was on, which made the shop nice and cool.

       I was about to say something to Eddie, when our waiter approached us.

       "Hello. My name is Chris how my I help you?" He talked to us very bluntly, but I knew why. It was almost 2:00. He probably was ready to take our order and hang up his apron.

       "I'll have a decaf hazelnut coffee with a dozen chocolate chip cookies." Eddie was staring outside the window looking worried as he said this. I looked out the window and saw nothing but a women walking this way on the sidewalk. I never seen her before and she didn't seem to be heading for the shop.

       "And for the lady?" Chris asked. He look at me strangely, like he liked what he saw. Now that I think about it he was a fine man. I know I have a boyfriend, but he was fine. He looked like every girl's dream. His completion showed that he was mixed, but his skin was sun kissed. His eyes were chocolate brown, just the way I like them. His was very fit. I could only imagine what was under that work shirt. His lips were beautifully pink and plump with a thin mustache above them and for some reason I wanted to kiss him. It's crazy how I don't want to kiss my boyfriend, but I wanted to kiss a guy I never met before.

       I was about to order a hot chocolate (I know it's 1000° outside, but  the hot chocolate there is delicious), when I noticed that Eddie was signaling for the  girl outside to go away.  We all watched  as she stormed inside the shop. She walked over to our table basically shoving Chris out of the way.

       "Hello Eddie," she turned to me. "And who are you and why are you here with Eddie?" She talked to me very smartly. If I was a mean person I would have responded with a smart remark, but of course I didn't.

       "My name is Catherine. I'm on a date with Eddie." I watched as Chris slowly walked away

       "Why are you on a date with my boyfriend? I think you should get going."

       "No Catherine stay," Eddie pleaded

        Stay! Why in the hell would I want to stay. I think I knew it all along. And it's not because I'm insecure. I'm how could I be that dumb to think he would be happy with me. I'm not even hurt be it I'm quite numb to guys hurting me. I hurt by the fact I keep putting myself into stuff like that. I should've gave up on guys a long time ago and become a crazy cat lady, but I can't. I want to be happy, not fucking crazy.

       "No, it's OK." I was trying so hard to hold back the tears. I ran outside and sat at one of the outside tables away from the window. All I could do was I sit there and cry.

       "Hey!" I looked up and saw the voice was coming for Chris. "Can I sit with you?"

       "Yeah." I wanted to sound more cheerful as I was talking to him, but I was just to down in the dumps.

       "Here." He handed me some tissues out of his shirt pocket. He still had his work clothes on, but he wasn't wearing his apron. His shift must have been over. 

       "What is your order?" He talked as if he had high hopes. I guess he is trying to cheer me up.

       "No, if your shift is over you don't have to get me anything." It was very sweet, but he should be heading home.

       "Well, for right now my shift isn't over so what do you want. I know it's a hot day, but the hot chocolates here are delicious. Do you want one?" 

       "You're hot. Umm...no. I mean you're hot chocolate. No, no, no, I mean I want the hot chocolate." What did I just say. I felt my face grow extremely hot and I watched as a slight blush grew across his face.

       "I'll go get the hot chocolate." UGHHHH. He was totally uncomfortable. 

      You see, these are the reasons my life sucks. Don't believe me? Let's just take a step back and review on things that just happened. First, I try to go out on a date with my boyfriend. Second, his other girlfriend walks and throws a whole bunch of shade around. Third, I run outside crying. Fourth, a cute guy comes up to me and tries to help me feel better and then I say the dumbest shit I ever heard. Why! Why does this stuff always happen to me. I will never find a guy for me if I keep acting so stupid. Chris said he'll get me a hot chocolate but I doubt if he comes back. But he's probably sneaking out the back door or something. I walked towards the window of the coffee shop. Of course he wasn't in there. I sat there and watched my new ex-boyfriend argue with the other girl and my heart just shattered.

        "Boo!" 

        "Ahh," I jumped smacking someone behind me in the process. I was so hoping it wasn't Chris. And guess what. It was Chris. Not only that, but he did bring the hot chocolate and I just spilled it all over him and he looked very pissed off. Jesus my life is just horrible.

I would like to thank NotASimpleReader and Kristiekc for helping me with this story. I love u guys. Bye! ;-)