Through The Years

Food is the way to Someones Heart

I wanted to pull the trigger as soon as he shut his mouth. But I couldn't, because all those memories came flowing back. My old teacher said there was a place close to the amazon where there are over one thousand waterfalls. She went and couldn't hear a thing due to the fact that all of the water was falling,practically running to get to the bottom first.
That was my heart and mind at that moment. I couldn't believe that it was actually possible to hate and love someone at the same time. I forgot that he had said something and refused to cry or punch or laugh.
"Hello Kris,"
I said with a smirk on my face. What he did next surprised me in the way I least expected it.
He stood up and took a few steps and said it:
"I'm sorry Anna Marie Marchessault."
He didn't look up and made a sound that sound like a sniff. I in return took a few steps and sat on the bed across from him. I didn't know what to say because it all felt sincere and honest.
"What is this about kj?"
He didn't say anything, but I waited for him to speak his mind that seemed very busy. A couple more minutes of awkward standing and I decided to lay on the bed. The minutes passed by so slow I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep, let alone know how long I had been out. I wandered out of the room to see he was in the kitchen cooking.
When I got there I noticed the mess that had been created and immediately started to pick up. He was right there just like in my dreams that often turned into nightmares. Of course he was cooking making homemade Mexican food. I guess he was was hot because from the shirt folded on the table and the gargantuan biceps and eight packs of not flab. It starts young these days.
I couldn't help but say,
"Did your momma ever tell you to wear clothes around normal people?"
"Anna Banana, what's not to like about dis?"
He licked the sampling spoon trying to be Sexy. It wasn't working so well in his favor. I leaned against the counter and couldn't help but laugh. Oh god did I mention nothing had changed?
"I bet your girlfriends love that" I said in the wrong tone. He looked up and just gave me a blank stare.

That wasn't really the right thing to say apparently. I needed to change the subject faster than he could run. (Harder than it sounds) Aha! "Why did you slip the note into my room and not sign it?"

•kris•

"Because I knew if you knew it was from me you wouldn't have come. I have filled my life with so much stuff that I realized when I saw you, there wasn't a need to. Don't get me wrong, I am happy but you make me feel a different and more important happy. Time doesn't heal wounds this deep Anna banana. Nothing has changed and I never want it to. I guess I have been thinking too much about you since I am sounding so much like you."
I moved to her side and drew her lips closer to mine. She didn't resist but I could tell she wasn't sure what had caused these emotions to come out of me. Instead of kissing her, I went into plan B and gave her butterfly kisses. She looked into my eyes and I saw she trusted me again, I couldn't get over those eyes.
Suddenly, the timer went off and she briskly walked over to the oven turned it off and picked up the spoon. It was her turn to be sexy, and she was doing a hell of a good job of making me want to rewind the clock and get another chance to kiss her. Maybe I would get a chance.
After a wonderful meal and catching up, she started to yawn and we realized it was almost 6:00 in the morning. She got her stuff together and before she could close the suite door, I asked the question that had been haunting me most of the time: why did she have a gun? She simply replied, "Everyone has secrets in there closet, mine just happens to be a killer."
I wasn't so sure she was talking about the gun.