I wish I loved her

45. Our date

We entered her room. It has a lot of space. There's a huge bed, a little table and two chairs. There's two doors, one for the huge closet and one for the huge bathroom. There's also a balcony and a rocking chair, there's a huge bookshelf,  a mirror and a chair and a carpet. We sat at the table. The table is already set. We sat facing each other. "When will be our monthsary, love?" She asked me. "Today, if you like, love." I said to her. "Perfect!" She said and ate the spaghetti. "What do you like about me love?" She asked me. "I don't like you." I said to her. Her face was filled with anger. "Really,love?! Then why are we even in a relationship?!" She told me, anger in her voice. "Because I love you." I said to her and cupped her face with my hand. Her face was relieved. "I love every part of you." I said to her and kissed her lips. I parted and continued to eat my spaghetti. "How about you, love? What do you like about me?" I asked her. "I saw you and Kristine. I love that you're sweet. All the guys just want to be with me just for,..." She trailed off and circled her hands. "You know, the thing." She told me. "I'm just tired of that. I want a real relationship. The one that is sweet." She added. Kristine was wrong, she's kind after all. I thought to myself. "Don't worry, I'm not into that kind of stuff." I said to her and gave her a smile. She smiled back. "I love you." I said to her. "I love you too." She said back. "I never knew I had a chance with you." I told her. "Everybody has a chance." She told me. We finished our meal and her driver drove me home. I gave her a kiss before I went inside our house. I watched her limo drive away and I entered the house. "You're late. Why?" Mom said, standing and arms crossed. "My friend invited me to her house for dinner." I said to her. "Her?" She asked raising her eyebrow. I nodded. "The most popular girl in school." I said. "I saw it." She said. "Saw what?" I asked her. "The kiss. Who is she?" "Fine. Her name is Sophia, we're in a relationship." I said to her. "Kristine came by. She brought lasagna for you. She wanted to speak to you." She said and went upstairs. She stopped in the middle and said,"it's in the fridge and Chris took a bite." She continued and went upstairs. I decided to take a look at the fridge. There's a sauce on top that said 'I'm sorry.' I decided to eat it tomorrow at lunch so that I could save money. I took a bath and went to sleep.