One Less Lonely Girl

Preparing

The ride was agonizing. Six pure hours of non-stop driving...Well besides stopping to pump gas and grab a bite to eat.

I then had arrived before I knew it. The place where our beautiful, fetus Justin had began. No, not in Stratford in front of Avon...Atlanta, Georgia.

I pulled up to a large, iron gate to park my car.

I sat there for a few moments. I had to soak in my surroundings. I had to remember every thing about tonight! I caught myself starring at my meet and greet pass hanging from my rear view mirror. I snapped back into my reality.

I snatched up my tickets and purse. I hopped out of the car so much in a hurry, I nearly left my keys in the ignition.

It seemed like it was an hour long walk to the entrance, in reality it was only five minutes.

Everything was so beautiful. It was nothing compared to the shit hole that I lived in. Before I knew it, I was in the line.

All of the flashing lights and the screaming girls...It was more than overwhelming. Something had lightened my pressure...It was ironic...She Don't Like The Lights was blasting. It made me giggle.

I was so freaking impatient. I just couldn't wait to be the next one.

I was getting closer, and closer. I could hear the security guards directing the other girls. Then, I got close enough to hear...him. I could hear his laugh. I was so close! My heart began to sink. My chest was caving in.

I began to fantasize about being in there with Justin. What it would feel like to be face to face with him. To hold him. I felt so crazy for doing so...I was in my deep daze until a sharp voice interrupt my thoughts.

"Ma'am, are you ready? You're next."