A/N: This is my first serious story EVER. It is an idea i am trying to work around in my head. Please give me suggestions. I want to go on withit, that is if anyone likes it. It is a babe story though. I have more ideas to develop and work with but if you see any hope in it please tell me. And if totally sucks and you want me to take it off tell me that too. Sorry it is so short. Thanks ever so much. Mufassa.
Summary: What happens when you think you have finally made a decision and it turns out to be the wrong one?
Stephanie's Point of View:
"Cupcake we have been through our fair share of problems and yet we have still survived the test of time." that was the beginning of Joe's speech a year ago today. I remeber sitting at that table in pino's a year ago listining intently to the words he was saying. He then slid from the table and fell to his knee's and stared at me with the beautiful brown eyes, and asked the dreded question "will you marry me?".
And i remeber clearly all the things going through my head. Could i make him happy, will he really love me. Could I ever be the women he really wanted, but one stood out clearer than the rest, what about Ranger?
But I was of course not thinking with the logical part of my brain and just acted threw my arms around him and said "yes Joe I will"!
My mother had never looked so happy. She immediatly launched into plans, and insisted that i marry soon, probabily before i changed my mind or something. Everything was so rushed and quick and before I knew it I was walking down the aisle. I was happy, but not really joyous i felt rused and pressured. Nothing was the way i wanted it. It was all about my family and Joe, but not about me.
The one thing that still sticks out in my mind is the fact that until the wedding I had never told Joe that I loved him. I had the hardest time saying it too, I just had to force it out.
God i remeber the day that i told Ranger. He tried to sound as happy for me as possible, but there waqs just a hint of emotion in his voice which is like a damn breaking with him. After i told him he said "i hope your life goes well". I knew then that i had lost him forever. Over the past year i have neither seen nor heard from him. I still have his number and all but have never had the guts to call it. That was until tonight.
I was at the office with Connie and Lula just catching up on old times becuase Joe was at work. After the wedding i gave in to Joe and quit being a Bounty Hunter. I miss it terribly, but every tuesday i go into the office and talk to Connie and Lula about that weeks skips and just catch up on the gossip. I mostly go for the donuts though. Normally the girls and i go out to lucnh and go shopping after, but i chose to go home early today to get ready for tonight.
But when I got home i noiced Joe's white dodge pickup in the driveway, along with a sleek looking black jag. My mind immediatly jumped to Jeanne Ellen who i had the pleasure of meeting when i was looking for a friend a while back. She drove a black jag jsut like this one. So I kept my head held high and quietly opened the front door to see joe playing hide the salami with Jeanne Ellen on MY DINNING ROOM TABLE!
I screamed so loud that all of Trenton probabily heard it. "J...J...JOE! HOW COULD YOU!"
He just stared at me looking like a deer caught in the the headlights. "Um...steph this isnt what it looks like, it's...work related." joe said trying to put himself back together. Jeanne Ellen just stood there smirking at me. "Well i guess the better woman/bounty hunter won didnt she?"
I just stood there tears slowly slipping from my eyes. How could I have let this happen. Was I not good enough for him? Joe just stood there staring at me waiting for my next move.
Just then my knee connected with his body, and i hit him where it hurt. He fell to his knee gasping for air and I took off running to my car trying to see the way through my tear filled eyes.
I gunned it out of the driveway and just drove. I landed up at the nearest 7-11 getting a a tub for ben and jerry's chuncky monkey.
I got back in the car with my ice cream and a spoon and just sat there thinking where can i go, what am i going to do? I sold my apartment when i married Joe and I wasnt working i gave up my career for that asshole. Just for him to "work" with Jeanne Ellen. Where was i going to go? I couldnt go back to Joe's, im not feeling up to explaining this to my mother. Lula's apartment is barely big enough for her, and i couldnt handle 3 screaming kids at Mary Lou's. That only left me with one person, and i really didnt want to call him.