We arrived there within an hour. It was gorgeous. The waves sparkled with diamonds and the sea mist trickled over us, breathing life into our bodies. A symphony of seagulls played in the background, and the sun was casting brilliant rays all over the water. I loved it. I sat on the dock and dangled my toes over the side and into the water.
"So tell me about ya' muda." Spot asked as he began skipping stones into the water.
"There's not really much to tell. She married my father, they moved here, to New York. Then when I was seven she left us, and I haven't seen her since."
"Do youse miss 'er?" He replied looking over at me.
"Ya, sometimes I do. Sometimes I keep thinking that she'll come running home one day and hold me in her arms, and tell me how much she loves me." I replied picturing it vividly in my eyes.
"And what about Dean?" He asked nonchalantly.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused on how we got into that subject.
"Are youse gonna marry 'im or sumting?"
"I don't know. I'm not really sure if I love him. I mean I know I care for him, but I just wonder what he sees in me. I mean the only thing he's really said to me is how pretty I am. I think how a person sees you is completely important." I replied pondering the thought carefully. A few weeks ago I was sure I would marry Dean, but now, after Spot had taken me to places I had never been, I was so unsure about everything. Now I knew there was more out there, and I didn't know if being Dean's wife was enough.
"What youse want is someone poifect." He laughed.
"No that's not it. I want someone who'll be completely honest with me. I want someone to look me in the eye and say 'I'm not perfect...this relationship won't be perfect...And we'll have bad times, but we'll also have good times, and I love you and I want to give us a try'. Well what about you, are you ever going to fall in love?" I asked trying to change the question.
"Youse know me, I ain't neva gonna get tied down ta no one." He replied proudly.
"I always believed loving someone was like having a beautiful day, do you think somewhere down the road I'll have a beautiful day?"
"I believe anything's possible." He grinned.
I then saw Spot backing up and preparing to push me over. I immediately got up and raised my hands trying to stop him.
"Spot, no." I pleaded as I tried to strategize how to get around him. I then decided to bull rush him, but it didn't work. He just grabbed my hands, and proceeded to push me back towards the end of the dock. I was helpless, but as I was about to go over I grabbed his hand and we fell in together. We plunged into the water and laughed. "Jerk!" I laughed jokingly as I splashed him with water. He immediately gave me a slight grin and splashed me back. It went on for about ten minutes. We'd splash and jump on each other, it was complete freedom to do whatever we felt like without being judged by the outside world.
"Trues?" I finally called out. He nodded in agreement, and I swam over to him.
"Had enough?" He smirked.
"Fine you win" I declared. He smiled in the joy of hearing me say he won. Suddenly he came closer towards me and his face turned serious. We locked eyes, and a tense serious moment grew between us, and we were both powerless to stop it. I couldn't help but gaze into his perfect blue eyes, which seemed to draw me closer to him.
"Come 'ere," He whispered softly, and I did. It was as if his eyes had a magnetic pull on me. He then fiddled with a few strands of my hair that were hanging over my shoulder, as we both gazed into each other's eyes longingly. I then regained my senses, and pulled back hesitantly. I wanted so much to kiss him, and feel his smooth perfect lips against mine, but I couldn't. I knew him to well and what kind of a man he was. It took more strength than you can imagine for me to pull away from him.
"I have to go." I replied scared and confused about what was happening.
"What is it?" He asked just as confused.
"I can't, I have a boyfriend." I pleaded. I then swam for the docks, and ran all the way home, soaked, miserable, and confused. As soon as I reached the building I ran for my apartment, and was about to go in when I saw the door was open. Something was wrong, I just knew it. I quickly ran in and saw my neighbor, Roger, sitting in the living room with a gloomy expression on his face.
