Collecting Myself ■|The Story Of Macy Missouri |■

-Wine

At the age of 21 I had 6 tattoos . All having a specific meaning to contemplate for my life ahead of her.

Wednesday, March 12 , I woke from a nap to see a Wine tattoo on her leg.
I knew today things were gonna be romantic to begin with but it had just started. I put on her Black Cocktail dress and Styled my Straight red hair in Spiraling curls.
My makeup was better then ever.
Today I was going to meet Her Fiancé Jacksons (yes from highschool) parents. It is a big deal. To me atleast.

As si was heading out the door i was looking like a godess. The wind blew through my hair and made me feel like a model. I climbed into my uber and told
them where to go.

Kandee Restaurant ; there was the best dressed ever, Even celebritys went there. You had to be rich to attend. Something I wasnt .

As I arrived to found Jackson waiting for me . We greeted each other with a slight kiss and headed inside.

After 20 minutes of arguing that we had made reservations we were sitting in their seats waiting for Jacksons parents to arrive. A bottle of wine was Ordered and we started striking up a conversation.

"Lets talk about our wedding" Jackson said after they finished talking about Future plans

This was the conversation I wasnt planned for.

After holding off the conversations by bringing up dogs Jacksons Parents arrived and so did the small dinner before an argument quickly began.

"What number girlfriend is this, 12th? " Jacksons father asked

After arguing we left. Not what i planned.

-chpt 3 in process-