"Jay were so young and wve only been together for four months. How do you know that Im the one?" I ask no trying to sound rude.
She signs, "Listen to me. Ive been through more than one relationship and all the other girls were either using me or I was their experiment that they didnt like. With you I know that your the one because Ive known this since I first saw you. I also knw because I asked to find my soul mate in high school and I am sure that Ive found her. Izzi, you are her." She lets out a breath.
I look out onto the sea and stare for a few minutes, "Let me make you a deal?" I finally ask after more than five minutes.
"Okay. What is it?" She sounds scared.
I look at her, "How Bout when we are with eachother for six months, ask again, and I eill give you the answer. This isnt a no, but yet it isnt a yes." I pause, "do you understand what Im saying?" I ask behind that.
"Yes I do. I have no issue with it because my heart will never change for you. I am your and I will be your whethe you want me or not."
I laugh, "Same here but we need to give it alittle time."
"Okay."
As we sit on the elegent boat, people start to bring us food, and drinks.
"Miss, a steak that is medium, with green beans, as well as a baked pototoe, and a glass of lemonade with Vodka. But lets keep the Vodka secret." The server sets the plat along with the drink infront of me.
Another server comes from behind walks to Jay putting a plate down ,"Miss, grilled shrimp with steak, baked potatoe, and green beans that are frshly cut. Your drink, a piña colada with a shot of rum. Lets not tell about the drink."
As we start to eat I wonder if this is what life is when you have money. I wonder how she gets all the money and who gives it to her. I also wonder whete she got the cars from as well as the nice clothes.
"Jay?" I ask as we are walking along the beach line.
"Yes, dear?" She says ever so contently.
"Where does all the money come from and the clothes and the cars?" She laughs then noticing that im serious she stops.
"Well," she starts off with, "my adoptive parents. They give me allowance of tow thousand and five hundered every month. They allow me to stay inside the guest house and call it my own, ljke weve gone over. The cars came from them as well, they were their old cars before they got new knes. And the clothes are a nice gesture of family evengs or nice dinners and parties." She anwser as she looks upon the sea.
"Why are you spending money on me?" I ask out of nowhere.
She turns her head, "You tell me you dont know why I do these things?" She asks.
"No. If I did I wouldnt ask, Jay."
"Because I love you and you mean so much to me."
I look her in the eyes, "No one has ever spent money on me like this." I look down.
"What do you mean?" She sits in the sand and I sit in between her legs.
"My parents.." I trail off.
She grips me into a tight hold, "What do you mean?"
"My parets arent really there for me, its why j hav such issue with them. Thy never really gav me what i needed only shower and restroom things. Not clothes, not reallyshool things, and definatly Christmas or birthday stuff. Thy dont even pay fo my phone. If theydid I wouldnt even have a phone."
"Why havent you ever told me? Who takes care of you in tht sort of way?"
I look to beyond, "My aunt and uncle."
She waits a few seconds, "For how long?"
"Ever since I was about ten. Its when I started changing my ways. I started dressing like a boy but with girls clothing an my moter didnt agree so tey wouldnt buy me clothes. When I changed my body wash and my deoderant to mens thy had a fit but my aunt an uncle tol them i they didnt that thed turn them in for neglect. But you see they only did that stuff to me. With Nickloe, they gav her everyhing that he wanted."
"Baby, Ill take care of you." Jay says holding me.
"Can we go to the hotel now?" I ask.
"Yes my love." We got up and went to the hotel and went to bed.
