He Calls Me Harmony

Chapter nine: Eye To Eye

Embrace, The word that gives not only permission to hold. But gives hope, hope of keeping what one love's or wants. Embrace is no longer the adverb of English writing.  Embrace is a action put forth upon another being because of one's heart. Embrace says more than you mean something to me. Embrace says I'll never let you go.

Through the night as I held Joya, I thought about thing's. I wondered about thing's. I wished upon thing's. Though most would think two people of the opposite sex (or same sex ) laying in the same bed together, would only have the intention of sex. That's not always the case. It's never been the case for Joya and I. The near   thought of intimacy with Joya I must say is quite wonderful to fantasize on. Yet I know I don't want that to be the bound of this relationship. It's too beautiful for that. Yes one day I do hope to give myself to Joya. Yes I said give myself to her. I feel I should give myself to her. She has gave her all to me. She gave her all to me the day She said she'd Love me through anything. I don't know what the future holds for Joya and I, But I do know I am willing to do what ever it takes to make sure there is a 'Joya and I' in the future. As long as she agrees to that. I Look down at my chest as I was awaken the next morning to a lumpy feeling there. I find it to be Joya. She has Her head on my chest with one arm across my chest to my shoulder. I watch her and listen. I listen to the soft whispers of a body still at rest. The soft whispers of her slightly agape lips. I can't help but enjoy this moment. It's a moment I hope to have in the near future on a different level (relationship wise). I watch her as her body moves along to the slow steady up and down movement of my chest. She suddenly slightly grips at my shirt and smiles. I smile too. I wish I knew what she was dreaming about. I always thought the human dream land would be a interesting topic for researchers to research on. Just do top studies on the different data of a dream. She twitches once more. (which I would soon find out is her way of slowly waking up). Her eye's flutter upon slowly. Her brown almond eye's darting around the room, still adjusting to early morning's light. I simply give her my best smile. She looks at me and returns with a similar smile but with uneasiness as well. I would have asked if she was ok but then I realized it was morning and I hadn't even freshened up orally or physically. So I instead I gave her a worried look (a look that consisted of slight furrowed eye brows and a soft stare with a hint of puppy eye's ). She looks away. I slowly leaned up as she did the same. The silence wasn't So bad but you could feel something was wrong. She looked at me then spoke. "I don't want to leave", I only nodded. I almost forgot she is due to leaving Gary At any time. Though The myth of morning breath states that it isn't the most pleasant smell I must say I can take Joya's. She looks at me apparently intrigued by what was on my mind. Morning breath, I stated proudly. She looks away while covering her mouth. "I'm sorry", She said in a slightly muffled tone whilst standing up. No no not you....I was just thinking about that, She looks at me not convinced and slightly confused. Yours doesn't smell... It made me wonder about the myth of unpleasant morning breath that's all, She continues staring at me for a moment then slowly removes her hand from her mouth. "Really? ", I slip out of the bed. Yes really.... now I can't say the same for me so I'll go fix that... please stay here,  She nods. I give her a quick smile before slipping out the door. I look down The hall one both sides. Then walked to the edge of the banister that led to the downstairs part of the house and peaked around for any sign of a nearby Jackson. once I finished with my look out I walked casually to the bathroom.  I still haven't come accustom to what I see every time I look in the mirror. I slowly grab my toothpaste and toothbrush. Still not taking my eye off the man in the mirror. I slowly continue my oral regimen. Then the door cracks open slowly. I turn my gaze towards the door. It was Joya.  I manage a smile through a foamy mouth she laughs in a soft whisper then quietly closes the door. I wash out my mouth. "Michael... I need a toothbrush ", I look around. I forgot about her essential needs, worrying about my own. I look at the seven toothbrushes on the toothbrush rack (including my own). I don't think We have extras, She looks at the toothbrushes then picks out mine. "This is weird to ask but may I use yours? ", I nod. She is my girlfriend. that has a nice ring to it! after She brushed Her teeth she walked out to let me shower, then I sneak her breakfast.

Since the poor fact lies that she sadly has to return home, I decided to take that walk with her. I didn't want her to face her parent's alone. I left a note for mother (Joseph could care less where I was). I gave Joya one of my smallest shirt and a pair of my sweat pant before we left. As we walk Joya remains silent. Harmony? Babygirl what's wrong?, She starts  cheesing a little once I said babygirl. I smile harder. I Love it when she cheeses. "I don't want to leave Michael, And I'm scared to go home ", I squeeze her hand a little. I'm here with you... you are not alone, She smiles then kisses my cheek. Now im the one blushing. We finally reach her house. It seemed like time was making a mockery of the decision to run away from our past. Time made a mockery of wanting a future... of seeing a future. This 'time' had a name, Richard Riley. Joya's father. He stood there, tall dark and full of a mix of anger and relief. I took in a deep breath. I'm guessing Joya sensed my upcoming nervousness, because she squeezed my hand and whispered thing's of encouragement. I regained composure. I wanted him to know I mean no harm to his door and there's no reason for such animosity towards me. Good morning and hello to you  Mr.Riley, I said casually hoping to cover my nervousness. "Hey dad", Joya said softly. He just looks at us. after over looking us he spoke. "Joya I knew this boy was nothing but trouble... look at you spending The night at just home! doing god knows what! Then coming back in his clothes holding his hand's like thing's will be just fine! I want you to march your butt upstairs and pack your clothes!", He said sternly pointing to the front door. Joya doesn't move. "Joya Jessica Riley do as I say now or I'll see to it that you won't even say goodbye to him ", At that she slowly let go of my hand and walked slowly to the door giving me glances full of sorrow. I watched as she disappeared into the house. Mr.Riley broke my concentration. "And you boy I want you to get the hell off my lawns, I don't want you to contact Joya ever again we're leaving tomorrow, and I want you to try to find out where we are going and seems what happens, and if I find out you messed with my daughter at your little slumber party and impregnated her, I'll kill you boy do you hear that I'll kill you ", The venom in his voice scared me. Yet it didn't detour me from saying what I said next.  You can't keep me from her.. I Love her ...I'm going to marry her and there's nothing you can do about it, I felt bold. It came from saying I love her that's how strong my Love for her is. it's so strong it makes me feel even stronger. He slowly walked to me,.pulling me closer to his face by my collar. "I warned you boy...if you get near my daughter again if you contact her in any way I.will.kill.you ", He roughly pushed me back letting go of my collar. I stare at him seeing nothing but hatred in his eye's. I don't understand it though. I walk backwards slowly. I've been defeated. But I know he hasn't seen the last of me....

To Be Continued...
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