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I Promised Myself
Chapter 1
I was five when I subconsciously decided I wanted nothing to do with the army ever again. I stood in the pouring rain on a cold October day with my left hand clasped tightly with the older version of myself's right hand. My mother was dressed in a nice black dress holding tightly to an umbrella while every once in a while glancing down at me.
My little black dressed was soaked by the time family, friends and associates were able to throw a rose on the deep mahogany casket. My little black mary janes were no longer keeping my feet warm and my tights were stuck to my tiny legs. My godmother Holly carefully picked me up when she noticed I was shivering. She handed me a yellow rose, my favorite color, and told me to place it carefully on the casket.
Tears were streaming down my face as Holly held me close to her body I buried my face in her neck and inhaled her warm vanilla scent. My mother hadn't said anything to me in several days therefore I was clinging to the next best thing, the younger version of herself. Holly moved the wet blonde hair from my face whispering that everything was going to be okay.
Holly did her best to get my mother to head back to the limo with the rest of us but she just continued to stare at the coffin and said nothing. The young blonde shook her head at her sister and started her trek back through the mud to the warm vehicle. I waved once more towards the casket and blew it a tiny kiss, something we used to do with each other all the time. Holly squeezed me tightly before lowering me into the the big black limo. She carefully climbed into her seat where I immediately climbed into her lap. Her touch quickly calmed me down and would do so for the rest of my life.
October 12, 1999 was the last day I saw my mother and my father. That was the worst day of my life and the day I subconsciously decided I would never have anything to do with the army again.
Eighteen years later and my "mom" was the loudest person in the stands as I was graduating from UCLA with a degree in journalism! Now it's time to find a job and get myself out into the real world. I was hoping that the magazine I had done my internship at would hire me and I could feel like a real adult. Maybe even have my own writing column, kind of like Kate Hudson in "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days" fabulous movie. Except I would change my title to either guy or girl depending on who I was with at the time.
A beautiful Saturday morning three weeks after graduating and my world changed for what I thought could be the better. Boy was I wrong. Mom wanted a coffee from Starbucks and I wanted to get some writing done so we took up shop for a little while this way we could spend some quiet time together away from home and all the madness. Twenty minutes into writing I looked up to see the most beautiful woman walk in. She walked over to the counter and patiently waited for her drink. She caught me staring which caused me to blush and look down.
I felt a kick under the table and looked up to see my mom smirking at me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the brunette beauty walking towards me and before I knew it she was introducing herself and then asking me to get dinner which I graciously accepted. We exchanged numbers and then she was gone before I knew. Something I would eventually have to get used too.
I sat down again refusing to make eye contact with my still smirking mother. I thought about the beautiful woman I had just met. There were three things I noticed right away, amazing chocolate orbs, a killer smile, and a dog tag tattoo on her left wrist that said Sgt. Lopez with the quote "tomorrow's never promised."I promised myself I would never have anything to do with the army, well I was pretty wrong about that decision. Once Santana Lopez came into my life my whole world was flipped upside down.
