"Maxie!!!"
I unlock the door and there Johnny stands, SOAKED.
"Johnny what are you doing?"
"Are you okay? Are you hurt? What the hell are you doing Maxie?"
Then he looks at me. His hair is curlier than usual. His eyes are softer than normal. I look at him and I just can't help but cry.
I am not sure what happens next. I can not tell you how I got there but I am clenching Johnny's leather jacket. His black shirt underneath is soaked and I am intoxicated by the smell of wet leather and really expensive after shave. His hands are in my hair, which is now wavy from the rain experienced earlier and…. I am clinging to him.
We say nothing. We see the rain, I feel his heart and that is all I know. I have not looked at him since he was at the door, and I feel the console between us poking in my ribcage. My nose has stopped running so much and my eyes feel like sandpaper. Slowly I feel my heartbeat calm to the beat of his and his hands encompass the back of my head. His long fingers are now rubbing my back, and I wonder if he is thinking of the piano or his mother.
He lets out a sigh as his left hand moves to my neck, and I feel his warmth against my cool skin and wonder if I could just sit like this forever. The rain is slowing now and I can see out of the window; I don't want to see anything but the utopian moment that surrounds me. I bury my forehead into his chest. I close my eyes and I hear him sigh. I take my hands and wrap them around his body underneath the jacket, and it feels like home. He lets out another sigh, almost a moan…… but like all things in my life it is ruined when his cell phone rings.
I feel the vibration in his chest as he speaks into the phone and I know what comes next. I push my hands on his chest to support me back into the driver's side and I lay my head against the headrest in my own chair. He looks at me after ending the call. I nod my head. He looks and for a moment I see it.
His eyes are deeper, darker than before. The whites are glazed over with a mist that almost makes him look angelic. He parts his lips and asks "are you sure?" I nod my head once more. He opens the door and leans over to me, kissing my forehead. He gets out of the car quickly and as the door shuts my hand covers my mouth. I hear his car crank up and I look to my left. He looks for a moment and drives away.
Thank God for people not driving in the rain. His car did not get hit and no one ruined our quiet moment. The cd ends and begins again….I can't help but wonder if that is Georgie's way of telling me that it is okay. We all end and begin again. I turn the car on and slowly place my foot on the brake. I can't help but say the name I could not get out of my head.
"Johnny."
