Always Mine
Alarm rings:
“I put your picture on my mirror,
Start to blush when somebody says your name
In my stomach, there’s a pain
See you walk in my direction I go the other way…….”
Dear Diary,
Every morning my alarm rings that song by Fantasia it reminds me of how in love I am with this man. Tyler is the love of my life and I would do anything for him. Every morning around 9 am before I go to work I order his coffee at Starbuck. He likes his coffee black with a pinch of cinnamon just the way I like it. I would give it to him myself but I have to reach work at 9:30 pm and he gets his coffee around 10 o’clock. I prefer to get his coffee because I don’t want him waiting in line talking to some random girl. Every woman wants him. I mean, I don’t blame them he is hot.
Today is a very special day because today is Tyler’s and I five year anniversary of knowing each other. I use to send him flowers every third Friday but I stop because, for security reason, the flowers are not allowed to enter the firm. I’m not upset though because there are crazy people out there who might send dangerous things to the firm and I want him to be safe so I understand.
Today for our anniversary, I am going to send a bottle of Merlot wine to his gym. He works out every day around 2:30 pm, keeping his body right for me. Then I am going to see him at his favorite bar. He goes there every Friday after work. I am going to surprise him because he thinks I’m away on an expedition but I got back two early just for this day. Anyways wish me luck diary, I have been planning this day for months.
Love, Sarah
4 o’clock pm
Work is boring. If I had the choice I would never work but I got bills to pay and my man likes an independent woman. But that will change when he puts a ring on my finger. It’s been five years, I think it’s time. I would propose to him but I know he believes in the man proposing, not the woman. Today I am going to lure him into proposing to me. I’m going to wear my red dress that sucks on my slim body like a glove, wear my high heel, (not too high because I am 5’8 and he is 5’9 and he does not like when his women are taller than him) create waves on my silk jet black hair, spray tan my skin because he likes darker girls, put on my long luscious lashes, fill in my disappearing eyebrows and wear my dark red lipsticks. Basically, my face is going to be beat with makeup. I am going to knock him off his chair when he sees me.
I left work early to get ready for my date. Everything has to be perfect therefore I need a lot of time. I bought new makeup and a new dress because I don’t own a lot of things. I don’t think it’s smart to own a lot of things when I move in with my future husband. My studio apartment is basically empty. It only has a brownish white couch, a dark brown old coffee table a twin size bed, a grey box T.V, a running fridge, and a dirty stove. There are curtains covering the windows making my apartment very dark. I like it that way.
7:30pm
I parked my car across from the bar so I can see when he enters the bar. I am so nervous to see him. I hope he didn’t forget that it is our Anniversary. I spread my Pink perfume all over myself so that I can smell like fresh strawberries. I check if the letters are in my bag. I was supposed to send them to him but I didn’t know where he lives and he couldn’t call me to tell me his new address.
There is my king. My knight and shiny armor. Wow, he is such a gentleman opening the door for a woman. She better be careful, he is mine. He is so handsome in his blue suit. You can see all his muscles popping through his shirt. Looks like he just got a shape up which makes his dreads neat. His jawline is so sharp and his skin is dark chocolate. He has beautiful light brown eyes. When I look in it, it makes me want to fall in love all over again.
When I entered the club all heads turn on me. I like the attention but Tyler’s attention is more important. The bar was dark and pack so it was hard to locate him. But when I saw him, a slutty looking girl was touching on him and laughing with him. He better stop her because he has a girlfriend. Then the worst happens, he kissed her.
How dare he cheat on me in front of my face on our Anniversary. I did so much for him and this is what I get. I took off my shoe, then approach them, then throw my shoes at her. He was shocked. He was screaming at me like I was the one who just cheated.
“What are you doing here?” as he holds his side chick in his arms while she cries like a baby.
“I am here for us.”
“There is no us! I have a restraining order on you. You shouldn’t be close to me!”
Why would he say that? He knows that I love him and those words would kill me. Is he trying to replace me, she not even his type. Her hair is blond, she is too short and pale. I don’t understand.
“Why are you with her?”
“She is my girlfriend. You need to leave us alone. Why didn’t they tell me that you were out of rehab.”
He looks at me like I’m crazy. Like I am his enemy and not his lover.
“It’s OK I forgive you, it has been two years since I’ve seen you so it must have been hard for you to live without me.”
“You are a stalker. You need help. I don’t like you, leave me alone. I only slept with you once which was five years ago. I don’t understand why you don’t get it.”
“I love you. I know everything about you”
“That is because you stalk me. Ordering my coffee which I do not drink, sending flowers to my job and wine to my gym. I wondered how they allow you to do that in rehab but it all makes sense now. I do not love you nor know you”
His words stab me in my heart like a sharp sword so I broke a bottle on the bar counter and stab him in his stomach hoping he feels the same pain. The world around us freeze. It felt like it was only us in the room. His eyes and mine made four and I can see the pain in his eyes. This special moment was disrupted by the cops telling me to put my hands in the air. I obey then they handcuffed me. I looked back and warn him that I will be back and I will always love him no matter what.
