~ Four Year Later ~
"What time is work for you today?" My girlfriend, Maria asks.
We walk hand and hand down the street after breakfast. Today is my birthday, I'm 28. I look down at her and smile.
"I'm off today"
A month or two ago I got a job at a bar downtown as a bar tender. I work there just for fun and since I'm around Alcohol at work everyday, I don't wanna come home and drink till I pass out anymore. I met Maria there the first week I started working there.
"The game is on tonight, wanna come over and watch?" I ask.
"Game? What game?" She replies.
"The football game..?"
"I don't watch sports" She says and smiles.
"Alright well we can watch a movie and have dinner"
"Your going to make dinner?" She asks.
"Yeah but all I have at the house right now is burgers"
"I don't eat meat so you'll need to go buy some vegetables" She says.
I nod, not to happy with anything she just said but I just move on.
She comes over that night and I've spent hours making her salads which she didn't like because they didn't have organic dressing. She was pulling out movies she brought, all of them having something to do with animals.
"Let's watch Dolphin Tail babe" She says and puts it in.
The movie starts so I get up and turn the lights off. I make sure the door is locked and go to the bathroom. I come back to sit down and she snuggles into my chest.
"Your my Prince Charming" she says.
"Prince? I'm not your king?" I ask.
"No, I'm a princess your a prince"
"Prince. What happened to being King and Queen?" I laugh.
"I don't know who you learned that from but I say we are Prince and Princess"
Who I learned that from. Why am I arguing with her over why I'm not her king?
Your right, don't argue. She's not your Queen.
I think to myself. Maria isn't my Queen, she's barley my woman. She's around when she wants something. She's here when she wants to be. Why am I here wasting my time.
"I think you should leave" I say.
Maria turns around and faces me.
"What?"
"I think you should get your spoiled, Princess ass out of my house"
"What did I say?" She asks.
"It's what you DIDNT say and what you DONT do so get out Maria, it's over"
Ring ring
My cellphone starts buzzing on the coffee table and the caller ID that pops up isn't recognized by my phone. I pick it and answer.
"Hello?"
"Hi is this James?" A voice asks.
"Yeah, whose this? How can I help you?"
"Hi, it's Kristen, I finally found your number and thought I should wish you happy birthday, so happy birthday Skip"
"Kristen?"
"Yeah, I shouldn't have called-"
"No, thank you for calling, it's great to hear your voice"
Maria is staring at me, jaw to the floor.
"It's been awhile"
"How have you been?"
"Great, you?"
"I've been okay, where have you been living at lately"
"I moved back into my old building, you still living at the same spot?"
"I am, our house"
"Your house" She giggles.
There's a long pause.
"I miss -" She starts to say but I cut her off.
"You" I finish.
"Can I come by? I'd love to talk"
"I'd love that" I say.
"See you then Skip" She laughs.
"See you then Judy" I say back and she hangs up.
Maria has already pulled out and left my house. Her headlights far down the road. I look down farther into the darkness, past Maria and see two small lights making there way towards me. Kristen's headlights shinning bright in my lonely darkness once again, showing me the way.
The Queen is home. And the King is finally completed.
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