#NerdsUnite: The What If: Part 3 - Falling for the 4th time
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Upon arriving it was cold out. A chill that captures your soul. I entered her house and viewed a girl I had not seen in ages. Time had been kind to her and I was taken back. Her hair was much shorter now, yet still she was for all intents and purposes the Ophilia I had met. Little did I know just how much about her had changed. I sat on her couch across from her Ex whom was still staying there. This was a social call mind you so I judged not. Red whom also lived in that town came over that night. We shared tales of old for a bit and then I ended up being volunteered to take her Ex to work. He was car less thanks to multiple infractions with the law. On we went to a seedy bar in Haysville, KS. This is not a place you would ever go unless it was the only bar in town. For some there, it was. We laughed and talked some more. Ophelia was hosting karaoke that night and to my surprise she had quite the singing voice. Together we brought in the New Year. Had I had it my way, I would have shared a kiss with her. I’ll tell you true when it comes to matters of the heart I rarely get my way. There was a rather large alpha male like cowboy whom had decided that was his right. I let him have it. He was overly possessive of her and always had a hand on her if he could. This is how you can tell a jealous boy. Having a hand on a girl at all times signifies his ownership. Take that into account when you are eyeing a girl with a guy near her. It is rarely wise to provoke a jealous man. They tend to freak out and punch you for no reason. I think most girls find this kind of visual assertion to be annoying as it leaves them on a short leash. He was not happy I was there. I kept to myself though, sang a few songs, and drew at a table with a pitcher of beer.
That night after the bar had closed and we had packed up our things we rolled out together, much to the horror and dismay of the cowboy. I handed her a rose and a T-shirt as a late B-day gift and timely New Years gift. We got back to her place cuddled up and watched a movie. Then slipped into bed together. Still platonic, she found that perfect position for cuddling and like Legos fit perfectly into me. The next day we awoke and prepped for the party happening later that night. Where I got to meet the rest of her rather eclectic group of friends. I was tired from the Days before so I crashed out early. Right around 4 in the morning. Apparently the party raged on. I awoke alone. She had fallen asleep amass a mix of men on the couch and as we all rose I beckoned her back to her bedroom. Told her I must away, for I worked later that day. We cuddled up once more for a bit and I kissed her. She looked me in the eye and I asked if that was ok. She said it was, but it just complicated things. How many things I wish I had known because this part of the story has only just began. The trip home was a joy. I was on cloud nine, I had finally gotten to kiss her. I mean I kissed her, there wasn’t a full kiss back yet, still I was excited.
When I got back home I quickly plotted a good time to see her again. I made a few return trips to Wichita, but each was on my day off and her scheduled day to host karaoke in Haysville. Seriously, grew to hate that bar. Each subsequent trip the cowboy grew more and more wary of my presence. Even though I was making friends with the locals at this point... As you may know I can be quite the social butterfly. The people at that bar... well, they just weren’t my kind of people. I was still playing it safe though. I didn’t want to rush a girl so soon after a divorce. This came to be one of my rules. I didn’t want to be the rebound guy. So I wasn’t jealous of the other affections men would lavish upon her, nor was I worried. In the back of my mind the timing had finally been right. All I had to do was wait. She would even show me texts from the cowboy, describing his vehement hatred for me. After a few months my friends, being of sound mind and body told me I wasn’t allowed to go see her again, until she came up to see me. Seemed fair, as I was the one doing all the driving. With that in mind I looked about for a good reason for her to come back to Manhattan. That time came but a month later. We shared calls back and forth. I like to communicate and when you live 2 hours away from someone, that’s the only resource you have to deepen the relationship. She hated it. She’s the type of girl that rarely talks or texts a lot. Add to that her phone had a minimum text limit... WTF is this the early 2000’s. Still catching her when I could, became a challenge and it was like pulling teeth to get her to agree to come up and see me. A sign I should have taken. I offered her Fake Paddy’s Day and a Flogging Molly Concert. Whom could say No to such temptation. Well she didn’t and so it was finally her turn to come to me.
Next up, part 4 - Tangled
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