Finding You...

Chapter 1

I wake up to the calm and beautiful sounds of birds chirping. I get out of my bed and stretch. I get ready and go down stairs. When I get downstairs I see my beautiful girlfriend cooking. She didn't hear me coming down the stairs. I sneak up behind her and grab her by her waist and say,

"Good morning baby." She jolts a little but says,

"Oh. Hey honey. Good morning. How are you?" I let her turn around then she gives me a kiss and hug.

"So what are you making this morning" I ask. She goes back to the stove as I sit on the dining table and says,

"Your fav! Scrambled egg and toast."

"That's why I love you sweetie" That's where I fucked up. (You see from a guys perspective you have to be careful of what you say.) I knew why because her pretty face changed from happy and beautiful to angry and kind of scary. She walks away from the stove and says,

"SO YOU DONT LOVE ME FOR ME? MY PERSONALITY, MY LOVE, OR ANYTHING ELSE? JUST MY FOOD?" I was shocked.

"No! No! No! I didn't mean it like that babe. I'm sorry. I love every....." She sticks out her hand and walks away from me to our bedroom. I run after her but she runs a little faster. I quickly catch up to her and grab her by her arm and spin her around. I pin her against the wall gently and she turns her head to the left. I put one arm against the wall and the other to turn head to me. I put my forehead against hers and whisper,

"Madison, love of my life, I love every single bit of you. I love you just the way you are. By the way, that's a good song of Bruno Mars." She lets out a small smirk but tries not to show it.

"Ahad, you know I love you the same. It's just there's something that happened." She replies back.

"What? Babe, tell me. What's wrong?"

"I can't tell you. At least not right now."

"Alright I can respect that, but can you forgive me?" She waits a while and says,

"I could if you take me on a date." She calmly and sweetly says. I knew then that she had calmed down and I was forgiven but just in case I wasn't I agreed.

We ate breakfast together and I told her to be ready by 6:30 and we will go on our date. I could tell she was excited because she knew I was a good planner of anything. For the rest of the day I worked out, did some chores and after all that it was 6 o'clock. I told Maddy and she rushed to get ready. I easily get ready. I do my hair, shower, put on a dress shirt. I didn't button the top 3 buttons and put on black jeans. I walk downstairs and look for Maddy.

"She's probably still getting ready." I say to myself. We still had 20 minutes so I decide to sit on the couch and watch sports. 5 minutes pass by but I didn't think much of it. Then 10 minutes pass by then another 10 then another. I call her from the bottom of the stairs. I get no answer. I call her two more time and still no answer. I run up the stairs and knock on the bathroom door and say,

"Maddy? We are kinda getting late."

I still haven't got an answer.

"Maddy? Madison?" I open the door and....