Ray stood on the sidewalk, watching the cab drive away. He held tight to the shirt in his hand. He ran back into his apartment. He went into Neela's room and sat on her bed. And for the first tie in a long time, he cried. He sat there for a while, but finally got up. He got the pizza, sat down on the couch and turned on one of those silly scary movies. He ate all but one slice of the pizza and fell asleep with the shirt still in his hand.
Neela was coming by the next day to get her things. Ray was still asleep on the couch then. She came in to get her things. She thought Ray would be at work. She was wrong. Dead wrong. She didn't see him at first, not until he started mumbling something in his sleep
"Love her...I do...she's married...I'm a fool...doesn't love me..." He put the shirt over his face.
Neela looked over at the couch, stunned. He went on mumbling about her. She thought for a moment.
Does he really love me? she thought. Or, is he just upset?
She knew she loved him. She was married, though. She couldn't love him. No! But she did.
"I love you" she wispered, "I really do love him!"
Ray's eyes popped open and a grin slowly appeared on his face.
My First Story...more soon!