Forever Ago

Chapter 1

Your alarm clock blared, waking you from a wonderfully beautiful dream. "Fucking clock," you groaned as you slammed your hand against the annoying contraption. Turning onto your back, you let out a huff of annoyance; pinching the bridge of your nose.

The dream you had was very intimate; sexually intimate. It was of you and your life long best friend; well, until the two of you moved away to college and he practically started to ignore you. To say you were heartbroken was a bit of an understatement. You were in love with him, since about eighth grade and unfortunately, no matter how hard you tried to forget him, those feelings were still there.

However, you were unsure if you could ever forgive him for ignoring you all these years. Sure, he moved on to become an actor and made a name for him, but come on! He was your best friend since kindergarten for fucks sake. You should have meant more to him; at least that's what you kept telling yourself.

With another whine of irritation, you forced the covers off your body and slowly made your way into the bathroom. Turning on the light, you had to blind your eyes from the brightness. "Fucking Sebastian and his damn party," you spoke to nobody but yourself as you flipped the switch to the fan and turned on the shower.

The cold water helped to wake you up and to also help with the ache between your legs; all because of your damn dream. Soon enough, you were quite alert and you switched the dial as the hot water cascaded down your body; your mind going back to when you first met Chris.

Summer of 1986

You were only five years old when you moved with your parents to a new town; a new state. Coming from the Midwest, you were rather excited, yet nervous, to move so far from the only home you had ever known.

"Are you nervous Jessica?" your mother asked from the front seat, turning around and giving you the soft warm smile that you so adoringly loved.

"A little," came your quiet mouse like voice. You hadn't even started kindergarten yet, but you still had friends back home and you were nervous you wouldn't make any new ones. "What if nobody likes me?"

You heard your father gasp from the driver's seat. "How could you even say that Jess? Everybody loves you sweetheart. Trust me. In no time you will have plenty of friends."

Looking down at your lap, you began to flip through your picture book of the East Coast, hoping to sooth your nerves. After some time, you drifted off to sleep.

"Jess....Jessica honey we're here. We're at our new home!" Feeling your mother shake you awake, you slowly opened your sleepy eyes. Looking out the window, you saw a beautiful large brick house which was much larger than the house you grew up in.

"Wow," you breathed out as your mother helped you unbuckle your seatbelt; a soft chuckle coming from her lips. "We're rich!" you squealed with joy.

This time, it was your father who laughed loudly. "Well, you remember that I got a new job right sweetheart?" You nodded. "And along with that job came a promotion. Do you know what that means?" Scrunching up your small eyebrows, you shook your head. "It means I get more money. The company also helped pay for relocation, which means your mother and I got to finally get our dream home where we can raise you....our beautiful perfect daughter." You giggled as your father picked you up and twirled you around.

You didn't remember much, except the movers moving all the boxes into the house and your mother showing you your new room. It was absolutely perfect and much bigger than your old room. "I get my own bathroom?" you cheered as your mother showed you around your room.