Can't we go back ?

Chapter 3

How the perfect list became a person

We all have that list of how we want the perfect person to be...
Amazing hair, beautiful eyes and a stunning voice....
Well I actually never had one, but I always thought that this one, is the one, meanwhile they were either different in person or around friends.
Now before we loose track of what happened....
I'm in a plane, first class, and I'm sitting next to this beautiful girl.
She has a soft voice and a gentle face who is ever so polite and she's asking...

"So what are you working on there ?"
She asked me when my computer started to switch on...
"Oh umm actually I'm building something for a university I was supposed to go to here in South Africa."
"That's so cool, I was offered a scholarship in London for art."
"Oh so fancy!"
She laughs at my joke and I feel like I accomplished something in life...
"So where you staying in London ?"
"I don't know but when I do I'll let you know."
"How could you know if you don't have my number smarty pants ?"
She smirks at me as if I had an answer for that, so with instinct I had something to say, just hoping she doesn't think I'm a weirdo...
"Well maybe it's a way of me asking for your number..."

She smiles and all I could do is smile back, then she gives me a look I could never get out of my head, a look that I have never seen for a long...LONG time...

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When I was 5
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"Ryder, I want to tell you something..."

My dad was on his knees trying to explain his plan to me for what he was wanting to do later that night as if I didn't know what he wanted to do with that stupid black box of his...
"Dad I know already and I haven't told aunt Kitty anything and I think she will like this big surprise !"
"She better..."
I squish his face and I place my forehead against his...

"Don't worry you will be fine !"
He got up, went to shower while I played with my toys I had then and when he came out his bedroom he had an amazing suit which had this little pink flower on his left side and was fixing a bow tie....
"Fuck I can't even do this !"
He ripped the bow tie and unbuttoned a few buttons and was finally pleased with himself...

Later the night he came home with his girlfriend...
He was planning something after 3 years with her...

"Katy... we have been dating for 3 years now..."
"What are you doing ? "
He went on one knee...
"Listen... I'm sorry but I can't .... I just don't think I'm ready to get married..."
"Oh ..."

And the face he gave her was as if someone just destroyed their life right in front of them..

A few hours later that day my dad had locked himself in his bedroom crying, destroying his train of thought as if he just took drugs....

This is why his hard on me...
He had 2 other wives who were not my biological mother and that's where my siblings came from....

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Back to the present where I'm dying of butterflies
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"Umm are you okay ?"
She finally brought herself back to reality...
"Yes I'm perfectly fine thank you..."
"What's wrong, your mood just changed ?"
"Umm you really a sweet person but I just came out of this relationship and I think it was a stupid idea to break up but hay ...."
I smile and all I can do is just look and her and laugh..
"Listen I wasn't wanting to date you on this spot... maybe we can just be friends for now and maybe go for a cup of coffee ?"
"That sounds amazing!"

We flew through the night which gave us plenty of time to talk about everything... we talked about reading and we talked about how and what we gonna do in the future and what we studying and we finally came to the topic...
SOCCER !

She told me she loves and follows the la liga league in Spain because she loves the team Real Madrid, which is also my favorite team.
so we finally get to the airport after so many hours of flying, we got off the plane, we exchanged numbers and gave each other a hug but when I pulled away she grabbed my again and hugged me tighter..

"Why you hugging me so tight ?"
"You are legit a person I'm glad I met and I hope we get to see each other again..."
I promised her and said we will always talk no matter what...
We held hands and looked deep into each other's eyes and slowly, yet painfully deep inside, separated and walked into our separate ways...

As I walk slowly with my hands in my pocket and my pack back on my one shoulder, trying to place my thoughts in order, until I feel something strike my leg and I collapse to the ground and a tiny object falls against my chest and I try to see what the fuck just happened....

It's my younger brother Mathew trying to beat me up but his failing,
"Riddie !! I missed you so much!"
"How was your flight ?"
My dad walks behind him and carrying his luggage as if he was off to war..
" Was relaxing and yours ?"
"Was okay."

We all had breakfast at one of the restaurants as a calm and normal family but you know what they say... all good things come to an end.
"Excuse me sir, could you please step out ?"
"Who me ? "
"Sorry sir we talking to your son."
"What could I have done now ?"

I step out of the restaurant and stuck my hands against the wall I let them search me and when they were done they started to ask me questions...
"Sir, we understand you are building or designing plans for a building or a product."
"That is true ..."
"Well we need you to design something for us..."