My Life ..Part I..

Id finally agreed to go back to the church where Id first met Clay. It had been over 3 months since Id last seen him, it wasnt that I didnt want to see him it was just that I wasnt sure I was ready to get involved with someone. Dating had become a new thing to me, especially with the seriousness he wanted to involve in the relationship. When I arrived I was met by my best friend at the time, Nikki was the only girl there about my age and me and her older brother had this brother/sister sort of relationship, he was 23 and I was 15 but we picked and teased each other more than he and Nikki, and they were related. That sunday I remember so vividly, Tommy had been sitting up at the front with Patrick, Katherine's boyfriend, and I remembered askin myself who he was because I couldnt lie, I thought he was adorable. Nikki didnt see it but there was somethin in the way he looked and sat so quietly that I found attractive. At invitational he went foward and I smiled, so, he would become a member here, it give me a reason to come every chance I got. 1

Over the course of a few weeks we became friends, and then somehow, unexpected to either of us, it grew til we were best friends, always looking out for each other and thinking of ways to entertain each other. He used to call me nearly every night and we would talk for hours on end, just enjoying each other's company. But one night everythin changed, we were talking later than usual, it was around 1230 and both of us were nearly asleep but he suddenly said, "Alaina... Ive never said this before, but I want you to know that I think Im inlove with you." well that did it, I was awake, I asked him if he was sure and he said that the way he felt for me, always wanting to protect me, wanting to be near me just to hear me speak, how he was afraid that anytime now I would be taken away from him by some random boy who only wanted me for armcandy and nothing more. I smiled for in that moment I realized what it was that I felt that day, and how even though he was 18 and I was only 16, I knew that he was the one I wanted to be with. I told him then, that night, that I loved him too and over the next month we continued to tease and flirt with each other, but people around us were becoming increasingly suspicious. My mom and grandmother didnt trust Tommy one bit and they werent crazy bout us talking on a daily basis. So we agreed one night that he would go out with this other chick to keep everyone at peice but that our relationship wouldnt stop. I hated it, but it was the only way I could see him and spend time with him without people talking. Each time I saw him with her I despised her, and likewise she hated me, hated me because she knew that I meant somethin special to him and that she could never take that place. One day though, she ended it, sick of being second to me, tired of all the lies because she knew that anytime she wasnt there, he was with me, though we'd never kissed, never done anything more than hug on each other, she knew that he didnt love her, so she stopped it, but went around spreading the lies that he and I were having sex behind everyone's back. He hated her for it and so did I because after that we werent allow to be alone together. Often times we would just walk around the playground talking about things that had happened and talking about the future. He didnt have much money, and his job didnt pay him alot but he swore to me that he would find away to save up enough money and get a trailer and although it would be smaller than I was used to, it would be our home, he wanted me to marry him. My mom and grandmother tried to forbid me to see or talk to him, and they told us both that they didnt want us around each other anymore until I turned 18 because they'd finally realized that we werent just friends anymore. At first I despised them for that, then I hated them, and I ignored their wish and any chance I got I called him, he was upset too. Finally one day we got so sick of it that we made plans to just elope. We would meet at church and then leave and come back only after our marriage had been made legal. I was happy and I thought that it would work, but my mom got wind of it and she didnt let me out of her sight. She put a restraining order against him and threatened to put him in jail is she ever caught him near me. I was upset, and I cried, I had come to love him so much and was ready to spend my life with him. But he grabbed me and held me close and told me that they could only keep us apart for so long, that soon, one day soon he'd come for me, and that there would be nothing anyone could do about it. And he smiled that smile that Id come to adore and drove away... and thats the last Ive seen of him, but Ive never forgotten him and people that know him from time to time tell me that he still is tryin to save the money to buy me a nice house on alot of land so I can raise my Arabian horses. And for some reason, I believe them....2