Love's Destiny
by LadyTy
I don't know what to call it. Fate? Destiny? Meant to Be? Whatever name it goes by, I believe in it and will tell you why.
It was 1989. I was 15 and in my first year of High School. Big hair and ripped jeans. I was so cool. Well, I thought I was anyway. I had friends and boyfriends but no one real special. No one that made my heart pound, my stomach flutter like a net full of butterflies, or my head spin like Linda Blair's in The Exorcist. That is, until one fateful day in the bleak winter.
Walking down a ghost town of a hall with my best friend Barb, I had my head down. I was pretending to listen intently to her constant jabbering about inconsequential nothings when, really, I was trying to block her out. Real nice of me huh? That day I was just in no mood for the soap opera called High School. You know what I mean. So-and-So broke up with What's His Face, while Whosit didn't make the cheerleading squad, and This Guy got caught stealing a car and is on his way to Juvey etc. etc. Blah, blah, blah. Then, for no particular reason, a strange sensation came over me. My flesh turned to goosebumps and a chill tickled my spine. Something made me look up. As I did, my eyes locked with the sexiest guy I had ever seen. He had long, black hair that was feathered back, a black leather jacket, tight(and I mean tight) acid washed blue jeans, and a pair of black leather boots with chains. What girl wouldn't fall in love with that? I felt a slight breeze as he passed by his hair bouncing on his strong shoulders. I turned to Barb and said, "I am going to marry him. Not "I want to marry him", " I am going to marry him." Somehow I just knew. It was at that precise moment that he became my mission in life. And that was a huge undertaking for a 15yr old.
All through our high school years, I followed him around. Followed him to all of his classes. Hung out where he had lunch, found out his name which was Rob, his phone number and where he lived. We went to the same parties, and shared the same friends. All of this for naught. He had the dreaded girlfriend. Needless to say I was devastated. When they finally broke up, I had a new boyfriend. Through five years of high school, I had a longing for him so bad it hurt. Although we became friends, we never dated. Not once in that whole time. It was heartbreaking really. Have you ever wanted someone so bad? Someone who didn't feel the same way about you? Then you know what I'm talking about. I wrote about it often in my diary. And cried about it.
One night in December of 1994, 3 months after my 20th birthday, I went to a bar called the Waterfront which was situated on the beach for a friend's birthday party. My boyfriend at the time was supposed to meet me there. He never showed. I had been stood up. While I was angry, I wasn't sad. I was going to have a good time anyway. Phooey on him! I laughed, I danced, I sang. I looked over into a dark corner of the bar. My eyes widened and I gasped. There he was all alone. The man I had been stalking for so long. My obsession. It felt as though someone shoved me and compelled me to walk over to him. When I reached his table, I saw he had been crying. Sitting down real close next to him, I asked what was wrong. He poured his heart out to me all the while tears streaming down his cheeks. When he finished, I kissed the tears in his brown eyes and told him, "You'll never have to cry like this again." He smiled and asked me to dance.
Four years later we married. We have been married almost 6yrs now and have three beautiful boys. Was our love destined? Was it Fate? Were we Meant to Be? You tell me.
Starr Giroux aka, LadyTy
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