A Writer's Love

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Counting my steps while walking at the sidewalk.  I just exited the bookstore and decided to take a walk under an unsunny day in Nashville.  ..261.. 262... 263.. 264...
   Its the same scenarios , rushing cars , people walking and some are standing at each opposite road waiting for the Traffic Light to stop at red color for them to cross the pedestrian lane.  I never thought that I would be in a big city all by myself , doing chores and made decision independently.  Doing things I have and want to do without my parents consent .  I wonder how a Person grew up not aware in changes in life ,  and one day they will be just surprised that they are facing life on thier own.  But I'm happy living by myself , no need to ask parents permission , no curfews , and spending your own money from your hardwork.

    I think about what life I had in North Carolina , 6 years ago.  T'was fine ,  with my mom and his new husband Andrew  and of course with Adson.  I was sorrounded with counted friends ,  Claire , Brandon , Renzo , Austin , and  Marco.   We used to hang out every weekend and hit roads in summer break , I remember I was the one who drove Brandon home because he was drunk , when we stand together watching the fireworks , when Claire and I used to cheer everytime they had a battle of the bands.  Admitt I miss a lot of things I have done as a teenage.  But I have done too much , and Loved someone so much until I forgot what I have to be and was stupid beacause I was blinded by falling inlove to someone whos not sure if he love me. Though it took me for so long to point it out , Im glad atleast I did and learned to accept it.  I didnt talk to anyone of them anymore until I decided to move here in Tenessee , 1 month after I graduated.  At my first month , I still had my communication with Brandon and Claire but was then ended with the I-dont-know-the-reason.  Its just I woke up one day and never recieve any calls and messages from them , I was not surprised though.  Claire and her Mom need to move to Califonia before her mom's wedding day to her new husband. And Brandon?  Well Renzo said  he was in Amsterdam.  I never heard any news about Austin , but I wish he ended up his flirting thing.  And Marco?  Same as Austin , no news about him and I dont want to heard anything about him either.  Good thing Renzo didn't mention him during his visit.

   After a minute of walking at the downtown street ,  I found myself sitting at the bench facing the clear lake which sparkling like a small figments of diamonds. I remember when I was a child ,  my real dad used to tell me about buying a huge house which has a fountain at the front and the gate was a meter away from the house  and the estate shoul have a lake.   I do believe in his dreams but not until I was in a situation of growing up and witness how my dad broke my mom's heart.  I thought they will still be together but when a heart was torn , a trust was broken there will be no chance for it to be what it was before.  I watch as how my dad leaved and how my mom's world fall apart , but she said she still had Adson and Me thats why she stayed strong behind all the pain she hid inside her.  And was then I understand ,  Anyone can start again but not with its whole part but only with what was left.  And the lesson I have learn?  If someones hurt you so badly that doesnt mean that was the end of everything but consider it as a reason to be twice stronger than you were before.

     " Avery? "
A familiar voice interrupted my thoughts. I opened my eyes and my mouth was slightly dropped as I stare at the person beside me.

   " Jacey ? "  I asked and blinked.

He smiled as his gaze stopped at my neck.  I looked at him  and saw him with a coy smile.

   " You're wearing the necklace. I didn't expect it but Im glad to see it so lovely at your neck. "  He said as he scratch the back of his head.

   I feel my face heat a bit so I looked away and let my hair curtain my face.  I dont understand why he was always around where I was.  He was like a disturbance yet a beautifull one.  "Ohh!! What the hell are you thinking Avery! ".

   " Umm!!  Can I sit down? " he asked as I only answered him in a nod.
   He sat an inch from me and I could smell his scent.  I wonder why guy's smell are like drug.  And this one is so catching.

   " Avery? Hey.  Are you alright? "  He asked.

   " Yeah. "  I said and looked at him.
" Why are you here anyway? "

He whistled and cross his arms at his chest.  "  Walking.  What about you? ".

  " Walking ".  I answered shortly

  " Oh!  Do you like fries?  I bought this earlier when I saw you "  He said as he cheerly raised the the paper bag.

   " You gotta be kidding.  I dont like fries!  I love them! "  I exclaimed and quickly took the bag on his hands.  He was surprised but I just ignored it.  I took a finger sized fries bite it like it was the best snack in the world.  I heared Jacey chuckled which makes me stare at him. " And honestly , he's cute "   but wait!  Do I look like a little kid to him thats why he is laughing?

   " Whats so funny ? "  I ask and frown.

   "  You're so cute. " He said.  " And you are turning crimson ".

   My jaw dropped slightly.  I know he is cute but could he just not be so honest into things everytime?

  " But don't worry. You look more pretty "  He added.

   I throw him a tight lip smile.  And Took a sip at the Ice tea.  I wipe my mouth with a tissue after.

    "  Thanks for the fries " I said.

  He only nodded  and cleared his throat.   " No problem.  I liked girl who love fries.  It reminds me of someone "

    I saw his face went serious.  I wonder who that someone would be?  An old friend or girlfriend?.

  " Ohh!  I see "  I said and put my attention at the lake.

   " Tell me about you. "  He said.  Looking at me.
  I smile at him.   Its only been the third time that I was with him , but it was like I have known him for a long time.

   "  I was from North Carolina. I move here 6 years ago.  I have an eldest brother , My mom manage a small caffe and my Stepdad was a cop.  I got a degree of English Literacy. "   I pause and glance at him.  " What about you? "

   He smiled.  " I was born in Bellgardens California.  I have an eldest sister  Caroline , she's already married and have twins named tessa and timothy. Of course never forget my sister Rosie. My mom works at one of the recording company here  in Nashville and my Dad works at Printing press in New York.  My degree was Culinary arts.  I'm good in cooking "  He said indignantly while placing his palm on his chest.

   I stared at him.  His looks was not absolutely showing that he finished culinary.  The first time I saw him , I thought he was spending his time having an audition for Acting or he is a musician , but I was wrong.  Maybe he was too strict and sensitive in terms of cooking , because that was a cook is.  Unlike me , I just watch cooking procedures on youtube everytime I want to try a dish.

    " What food do you like ? "  He asked.

  " Well ,  I like Lasagna or Carvonara..  In terms of vegetable I only prefer salad and I like soups that is a bit spicy.  I also like cheezy macaroni. " I said ,  wondering those food in my mind.

   " You eat a lot "   he snorted.

I poke him as I steal the fries on his hand.  Its good to have a new friend.  Because ever since I moved here in Tenessee ,  Mara was the only friend I have  aside from the friends I met when I was in college.