True Love

True Love
a short stort by Angela Raines

My mother just didn't understand how it was. She never had the kind of love I had for John.

He was the one who sat across from me in study hall. He had the deepest brown eyes and the softest blond hair. He played basketball, football and ran track. Just the kind of man I wanted in my life, and at fourteen I knew exactly what I wanted my life to be like.

One Friday, he finally noticed me as I walked through the parking lot. “Hey, cutie what are you doing after school tonight?” he called as he winked at his friends.

Stunned I just stood there, then looked over my shoulder to see who was behind me. There he was sitting in his yellow SS396, looking like the perfect person I thought he was. He gave me the, yeah I’m talking to you, what are you going to say look. What could I say? I mean he was the answer to all my dreams.

“Nothing.” I stuttered.

“Well you are now, let’s go have some fun.”

“Okay.” I answered as I hurried toward that wonderful car.

We went had some fun. Soon we were quite the couple. He kept telling everyone from that day forward how “cute” I was and bragged how he had knocked me off my feet.

Yes, he definitely knocked me off my feet and a year later knocked me up. My biggest mistake was saying yes. Now with six kids, more than a few bruises and a couple of broken bones, I don’t “do” cute anymore.

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