Chapter 13 (1986)

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FEBRUARY 1986

It's Valentine's Days and I'm sitting in class waiting for the flower deliveries. It was safe to say some things didn't change. I could remember this tradition like it was yesterday. The school sells flowers and the profits go to a local charity. They sell red roses, yellow roses and pink carnations. Tara, Gabby and I would always buy each other a carnation. There's nothing worse than walking around all day without a flower. I bought Julie one. She thought the tradition was stupid, but I wasn't about to let her go without a flower to carry all day. 

I smiled when my name was called, and I received a red rose and a pink carnation. I knew Julie was a softy inside. At lunch Eric and I discussed the Valentine's dance that night. I felt bad Julie didn't have a date and wasn't planning on going. I tried to talk her into coming with us, but she refused. She knew we had serious plans for tonight. "I got the room," he whispered. I smiled. "I can't wait." I kissed him softly. Tonight, was our night. We were finally going to have sex. I was a million times sure I was more excited than Eric. Julie said he was probably just nervous. I guess a lot of guy worry they won't be good.

"Eric picked me up at six. The dance was from seven to eleven. Our plan was to show up at the dance for about an hour and then cut out. Eric booked us a room at a small motel just out of our town. It wasn't fancy, but we only needed the bed for a couple hours. I had to be home by midnight. I wore a pale pink dress with spaghetti straps and pale pink heels I got at the mall with Ryan and Julie. Faith did my hair in a cute up-do. I had tried to talk her out of it knowing when I came home, I would have some explaining to do, but she so insistent. It made her so happy when I finally gave in. I was all made up and pretty. It had been a long time since I was made up and pretty. My mom took pictures and promised she would get doubles made for Eric's mom. She was working late tonight so she wouldn't get to see us all dressed up. Eric looked handsome in his black dress pants and white button-down dress shirt. When pictures were finally done, we hurried out the door. We planned to get something quick to eat before the dance since there wouldn't be anything but snacks there.

We decided on the pizza place near the mall. Guessing it would be faster than the ones closer to the school. After we ate, we hurried to the school. We made it shortly after seven and stayed until eight thirty. Eric and I had fun hanging out with some of his friends that had gone. While they were all nice to me, I never managed to get close enough with any of them. My lack of a normal social life played the biggest part in that. Eric and I danced as close as we could to the slow songs. We got a little carried away when Madonna's Crazy for You came on. One of the chaperones had to remove us from each other. When the faster songs came on, we still held each other close and danced. By the time we left, I was more than ready to jump him. Our car ride was quiet. I could tell Eric was nervous. I was worried he might not be able to follow through. I reached over and took his hand. "I love your smile. I love your mind. I love your heart. I love you Eric. I love all of you. Every piece of you." He squeezed my hand. "I love you to Destiny. So much."

I waited in the car when we got to the hotel. Eric got the key and drove over to number sixteen. He parked and came around to open my door. "You are so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?" he asked taking my hand. He opened the door and flipped on the light. It was a small room that had an odd smell. I scrunched my nose. "Wait here," he said as he ran back to his car. He came back with a backpack. He closed the door and put the safety lock on. I watch as he opens the backpack and starts pulling out candles. My heart melts. Each candle he lights makes me love him that much more. This boy is my world. I know at this minute I would die for him. I would take a bullet for him without thought. When he lights the last candle and turns out the light, I crush him to me and kiss him. As out tongues mingle and our bodies press tightly together, I know this boy will always have my heart.  

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