who would she call? “Hey Tori, hey Tiff,
Trucker is carrying me off to the woods. Send help.” She clung
tighter to him, knowing her only option was to trust him.
Finally breaking through the last line of
trees, she saw it. A captivating pond tucked closely to the side of
a cliff. The wind moved over the water that glistened like a
million diamonds dancing in the sunlight. Trees of every kind
loomed over the water as if they were trying to protect it. It was
inundated with wild flowers. She heard the ‘plopping’ sound of the
fish as they broke the surface of the water. A dole of doves
circled overhead. It was enchanting; she felt as if she had stepped
into a fairy tale. Her own personal Garden of Eden.
“It’s beautiful.” Julie twirled around,
trying to take it all in. “But, I thought it was just a place you
came too,” she said, eyeing a spot of freshly cut grass under a
massive weeping willow tree.
“Silly girl, I know how to mow and use a
weed eater.” He laughed. “I’m not helpless either.”
“Oh.” She blushed.
He stroked over her freshly scarlet colored
cheeks. “You know you don’t need any make up. You’re flawless.”
“Sure, Sure.” She laughed trying to make
light of what he said, but secretly it thrilled her. He intertwined
his fingers with hers and led her to sit in the clearing. They just
sat there looking at each other for an immeasurable period of time,
his hand caressing her cheeks and hair.
She finally reached up to touch his face and
he hummed. He leaned his head over onto her hand and closed his
eyes. She traced his features with her other hand; his skin felt
like silk under her fingertips.
“That feels wonderful,” he sighed.
“Why me?” she asked.
He stared intently into her eyes. “I was
drawn to you, I had to be next to you,” he said, seriously.
“But why do you like me so much?” she asked,
scared of the answer.
In one swift movement, he was on his back
with her draped over him. She held her head up, and gazed into the
eyes that often scared her, but at that moment brought her
comfort.
“Angel, I have never seen anybody else like
you.” The corner of his eyes scrunched as his face lit up with his
smile. “You’re beautiful, yet you’re too humble to see it. I love
how you bite your nails when you’re nervous. How you are biting
your lip now. How you blush at the smallest thing. You wasted time
putting on make-up this morning. Yet, you’ve never once today
checked it. You’re dressed in a T-shirt and cutoff jeans. Most
girls will only wear designer clothes around me. You treat me like
a real person. When I look at you, you take my breath away.” He
paused and started lightly rubbing her back with his powerful,
strong hands. She could see he was trying to get his words formed.
“I see things others can’t. You know why I also call you angel?” he
asked causing her to shake her head. “You can’t see how your
innocence radiates from you, but I can . . . the first day I saw
you.”
“Yes.” She could hardly speak.
“I saw something in you and knew I wanted to
be near you, with you. I had no choice.” He paused and looked deep
into her eyes. “You make me feel good. You make me feel human.”
“You are human.” She laid her head on his
chest to avoid his stare and to smell him. She had never been sure
of anything in her life until now. She wanted this boy desperately,
and he wanted her. They lay there, him rubbing her back. He stroked
her hair; the heat from his hand was relaxing. Julie needed to get
up, but didn’t want to move one inch from his body.
“I don’t want to get up,” she whispered.
“I don’t want you to either,” he said and
kissed the top of her head. “Ever.”
Julie fiddled with a leather band on
Trucker’s wrist. All the tension of the last few weeks evaporated
from them. The sun started to set in the west. If they were to meet
her friends as promised they needed to get up.
“What time is it?”
Trucker
Trucker is carrying me off to the woods. Send help.” She clung
tighter to him, knowing her only option was to trust him.
Finally breaking through the last line of
trees, she saw it. A captivating pond tucked closely to the side of
a cliff. The wind moved over the water that glistened like a
million diamonds dancing in the sunlight. Trees of every kind
loomed over the water as if they were trying to protect it. It was
inundated with wild flowers. She heard the ‘plopping’ sound of the
fish as they broke the surface of the water. A dole of doves
circled overhead. It was enchanting; she felt as if she had stepped
into a fairy tale. Her own personal Garden of Eden.
“It’s beautiful.” Julie twirled around,
trying to take it all in. “But, I thought it was just a place you
came too,” she said, eyeing a spot of freshly cut grass under a
massive weeping willow tree.
“Silly girl, I know how to mow and use a
weed eater.” He laughed. “I’m not helpless either.”
“Oh.” She blushed.
He stroked over her freshly scarlet colored
cheeks. “You know you don’t need any make up. You’re flawless.”
“Sure, Sure.” She laughed trying to make
light of what he said, but secretly it thrilled her. He intertwined
his fingers with hers and led her to sit in the clearing. They just
sat there looking at each other for an immeasurable period of time,
his hand caressing her cheeks and hair.
She finally reached up to touch his face and
he hummed. He leaned his head over onto her hand and closed his
eyes. She traced his features with her other hand; his skin felt
like silk under her fingertips.
“That feels wonderful,” he sighed.
“Why me?” she asked.
He stared intently into her eyes. “I was
drawn to you, I had to be next to you,” he said, seriously.
“But why do you like me so much?” she asked,
scared of the answer.
In one swift movement, he was on his back
with her draped over him. She held her head up, and gazed into the
eyes that often scared her, but at that moment brought her
comfort.
“Angel, I have never seen anybody else like
you.” The corner of his eyes scrunched as his face lit up with his
smile. “You’re beautiful, yet you’re too humble to see it. I love
how you bite your nails when you’re nervous. How you are biting
your lip now. How you blush at the smallest thing. You wasted time
putting on make-up this morning. Yet, you’ve never once today
checked it. You’re dressed in a T-shirt and cutoff jeans. Most
girls will only wear designer clothes around me. You treat me like
a real person. When I look at you, you take my breath away.” He
paused and started lightly rubbing her back with his powerful,
strong hands. She could see he was trying to get his words formed.
“I see things others can’t. You know why I also call you angel?” he
asked causing her to shake her head. “You can’t see how your
innocence radiates from you, but I can . . . the first day I saw
you.”
“Yes.” She could hardly speak.
“I saw something in you and knew I wanted to
be near you, with you. I had no choice.” He paused and looked deep
into her eyes. “You make me feel good. You make me feel human.”
“You are human.” She laid her head on his
chest to avoid his stare and to smell him. She had never been sure
of anything in her life until now. She wanted this boy desperately,
and he wanted her. They lay there, him rubbing her back. He stroked
her hair; the heat from his hand was relaxing. Julie needed to get
up, but didn’t want to move one inch from his body.
“I don’t want to get up,” she whispered.
“I don’t want you to either,” he said and
kissed the top of her head. “Ever.”
Julie fiddled with a leather band on
Trucker’s wrist. All the tension of the last few weeks evaporated
from them. The sun started to set in the west. If they were to meet
her friends as promised they needed to get up.
“What time is it?”
Trucker
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