This crap played over and over in my head. Why couldn't this prick just leave me alone? I was happy with my new man. I loved Shane more than I'd ever loved Asher. Why couldn't he let me be? Why did he keep having to ruin my life? Why? I used to picture myself marrying Asher, having children with him, dying with him. Now, I just wish he'd fall off the face of the earth.
Since I had some time off, Shane decided he wanted to take me back to his hometown. The place he was born and raised. Raleigh, NC. It's only an hour from here in Cameron but it's still a trip. He wanted to show me the places he hung out, some of his old friends, the house he grew up in, etc. I was pretty excited to see where my baby was from. I got up, got dressed in some sofie khaki shorts, TNA tanktop, and some sandals. I put my hair up and put my sunglasses on my head and walked out into the bedroom. Shane was matching me with khaki shorts, a TNA t-shirt, and sandals.
"Look who's looking sexy, matching me." He said with a smile to me as he kissed me softly.
"You're the sexy one babe." I replied to him making him kiss me again but this time with more passion.
"Let's get on the road baby." He said as we made our way out to Shane's truck.
Once we got on the open road, Shane and I had different conversations. He told me about people around his town when he was growing up as well as I told him. I had always dreamed of growing up down south, but sadly I was born and raised in Connecticut. He told me of the hard times he had with his father dying and his mother going crazy. I told him the hard times of my father abusing me physically, mentally, and sexually and how my mother just loved to tear me down all the time. We both had horrible parents. We finally ended up getting to Raleigh after an hour and we pulled up to an old house.
It was a two story house with blue shutters and a porch wrapped all around it. It was run down now and it was pronounced condemned. We walked inside and I could tell Shane got a bit upset. It was a shit hole now. The floors were rotting and the paint peeling off the walls. I got up beside him and held his hand. We walked around the house much as we could trying to avoid the bad spots in the floor. We got to Shane's old room and I saw a chest sitting in the middle of the floor. We walked towards it and Shane opened it to see tons of stuff from his childhood. He smiled wide. It was tons of pictures of him as a child with his mother and his father and some home videos from his childhood and some of his old toys and things of that nature. Shane closed the chest, picked it up and took it to the truck.
We had a good rest of the day. Shane showed me different places from a park he played at as a child to his old schools and such. It made me happy to hear Shane speak of his childhood. I loved to learn new things about my love. He decided we would end our day going to a bar he hung out at as a teenager. We walked in and tons of people smiled when they saw Shane, which made me smile. Lots of people came up to him and started talking about old times and the present and lots of stuff.
As we were about to end our night, a perky brunette dressed in a short skirt, a sleeveless very cleavage showing shirt, and high heeled boots walked up.
"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." The girl said to Shane.
"Chloe?" He asked.
"It is I" She said with a smile before she hugged him.
They started talking and we were there for a bit longer. I wasn't jealous. She was actually a cool chick. It turned out she was Shane's first love and she was a sweet girl. Then she asked Shane this question.
"I've been around some of the places that you and your girl have been. I see how you are with her and I see how you look at her. I wanted to know, Shane, honestly. Why weren't you ever like that with me? What is so much special about her that I wasn't? What makes you act like that with her that never made you act like that with me? What's she got that I didn't have?" She asked in a nice and curious way. We then waited for his answer.
