Portman's POV
I got in my car and slammed the door shut as I thought about the events that had just unfolded in a matter of seconds.
I revved the engine and speeded away.
How could she talk to me like that?
She could be such a bitch sometimes.
Then again her mother had just died.
Stupid Portman! How could you be so insensitive?
Well ya know what that is still no excuse for her to be like that.
I turned on the radio to try and calm myself and started surfing through stations.
I landed on a country station and they were talking about Kenny Chesney.
Nobody but Jules and Fulton know that I am a closet Kenny fan.
I would never admit it.
"Well we are going to do a double take of Kenny now with two of his favorite songs." The announcer said.
"Awesome." I said aloud.
"First we will play 'I lost it' and then 'The good stuff'." The announcer finished.
I had a hundred dollar ring in my hand So weak and tired I could barely stand From being up all night Praying she'd say yes So with a hopeful heart I hit one knee With a tear in her eye she looked at me It was the moment of truth I was scared to death
My life hung on what that tear meant Then she smiled at me And I lost it
No one can make me cry, make me laugh
Make me smile or drive me mad like she does It's like a curse that is the cure Better or worse one thing's for sure It's real love And I don't know what I'd do
If I lost it
Well the honeymoon ended and life began Jobs and bills, losing touch with friends And that appartment got smaller everyday Then one night the walls finally closed in I came home late She said where have you been You used to call and tell me you were on your way
She said if this is how it's gonna be then I quit Then she walked out the door I lost it
No one can make me cry, make me laugh Make me smile or drive me mad like she does It's like a curse that is the cure Better or worse one thing's for sure It's real love And I don't know what I'd do If I lost it
I picked myself up off the floor She walked back through the door We made love like it was the first time
No one can make me cry, make me laugh Make me smile or drive me mad like she does It's like a curse that is the cure Better or worse one thing's for sure It's real love And I don't know what I'd do If I lost it
Oooh, if I lost it I don't wanna lose it
By the end of the song I was crying.
Yes I, Dean Portman was actually crying.
That song described us so perfectly.
Even though my heart was telling me to turn around and go back the other part of me told me to keep driving and I listened to that part.
And then the next song came on.
Well me and my lady had our first big fight So I drove around till I saw the neon lights The corner bar It just seemed right, so I pulled up Not a soul around but the old bar keep down at the end lookin' half asleep He walked up and said "What'll it be?" I said,''The good stuff" He didn't reach around for the whiskey He didn't pour me a beer His blue eyes kind of went misty He said, "You can't find that here."
Cause its the first long kiss on a second date your momma's all worried when you get home late Droppin the ring in the spaghetti plate cause your hands are shakin so much It's the way that she looks with the rice in her hair Eatin' burnt suppers the whole first year and askin for seconds to keep her from tearin' up Yeah man, that's the good stuff
He grabbed a carton of milk and he poured a glass then I smiled and said, "I'll have some of that." We sat there and talked as an hour passed like old friends Saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair He said, "That's my Bonnie, taken 'bout a year after we wed." He said, "Spent 5 years in the bottle, when the cancer took her from me, But Ive been sober 3 years now 'Cause the one thing stronger than the whiskey
Was the sight of her holdin' my baby girl
The way she adored that string of pearls I gave her the day that our youngest boy Earl, married his high school love and it's a new t-shirt saying "I'm a grandpa" and being right there as our time got small, And holdin her hand when the good Lord called her up Yeah man, That's the good stuff
He said, ''When you get home she'll start to cry, When she says, ''Im sorry,'' say ''So am I'' Then look into those eyes so deep in love and drink it up 'Cause thats the good stuff That's the good stuff
Now that was it! I turned around the car and started to speed back.
I was a little nervous walked back up to our apartment but I opened the door and found Julie sleeping on the couch.
I saw a little tear that had not dried on her face and I went and wiped it away.
Just that little touch woke her up and she looked up at me with sleepy eyes.
"Portman?" She questions.
"Yeah it's me. And I'm not going anywhere." I said and she reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck in a loving embrace.
This was going to work out just fine.
If we made it through all we have been through, then we came make it through anything.
THE END!
AN: Sorry I ended so abruptly but I couldn't think of anything else to write and I think I'm going to write another comedy story about the ducks next so be on the look out.
Please review one last time. It makes me feel so much better!
I got in my car and slammed the door shut as I thought about the events that had just unfolded in a matter of seconds.
I revved the engine and speeded away.
How could she talk to me like that?
She could be such a bitch sometimes.
Then again her mother had just died.
Stupid Portman! How could you be so insensitive?
Well ya know what that is still no excuse for her to be like that.
I turned on the radio to try and calm myself and started surfing through stations.
I landed on a country station and they were talking about Kenny Chesney.
Nobody but Jules and Fulton know that I am a closet Kenny fan.
I would never admit it.
"Well we are going to do a double take of Kenny now with two of his favorite songs." The announcer said.
"Awesome." I said aloud.
"First we will play 'I lost it' and then 'The good stuff'." The announcer finished.
I had a hundred dollar ring in my hand So weak and tired I could barely stand From being up all night Praying she'd say yes So with a hopeful heart I hit one knee With a tear in her eye she looked at me It was the moment of truth I was scared to death
My life hung on what that tear meant Then she smiled at me And I lost it
No one can make me cry, make me laugh
Make me smile or drive me mad like she does It's like a curse that is the cure Better or worse one thing's for sure It's real love And I don't know what I'd do
If I lost it
Well the honeymoon ended and life began Jobs and bills, losing touch with friends And that appartment got smaller everyday Then one night the walls finally closed in I came home late She said where have you been You used to call and tell me you were on your way
She said if this is how it's gonna be then I quit Then she walked out the door I lost it
No one can make me cry, make me laugh Make me smile or drive me mad like she does It's like a curse that is the cure Better or worse one thing's for sure It's real love And I don't know what I'd do If I lost it
I picked myself up off the floor She walked back through the door We made love like it was the first time
No one can make me cry, make me laugh Make me smile or drive me mad like she does It's like a curse that is the cure Better or worse one thing's for sure It's real love And I don't know what I'd do If I lost it
Oooh, if I lost it I don't wanna lose it
By the end of the song I was crying.
Yes I, Dean Portman was actually crying.
That song described us so perfectly.
Even though my heart was telling me to turn around and go back the other part of me told me to keep driving and I listened to that part.
And then the next song came on.
Well me and my lady had our first big fight So I drove around till I saw the neon lights The corner bar It just seemed right, so I pulled up Not a soul around but the old bar keep down at the end lookin' half asleep He walked up and said "What'll it be?" I said,''The good stuff" He didn't reach around for the whiskey He didn't pour me a beer His blue eyes kind of went misty He said, "You can't find that here."
Cause its the first long kiss on a second date your momma's all worried when you get home late Droppin the ring in the spaghetti plate cause your hands are shakin so much It's the way that she looks with the rice in her hair Eatin' burnt suppers the whole first year and askin for seconds to keep her from tearin' up Yeah man, that's the good stuff
He grabbed a carton of milk and he poured a glass then I smiled and said, "I'll have some of that." We sat there and talked as an hour passed like old friends Saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair He said, "That's my Bonnie, taken 'bout a year after we wed." He said, "Spent 5 years in the bottle, when the cancer took her from me, But Ive been sober 3 years now 'Cause the one thing stronger than the whiskey
Was the sight of her holdin' my baby girl
The way she adored that string of pearls I gave her the day that our youngest boy Earl, married his high school love and it's a new t-shirt saying "I'm a grandpa" and being right there as our time got small, And holdin her hand when the good Lord called her up Yeah man, That's the good stuff
He said, ''When you get home she'll start to cry, When she says, ''Im sorry,'' say ''So am I'' Then look into those eyes so deep in love and drink it up 'Cause thats the good stuff That's the good stuff
Now that was it! I turned around the car and started to speed back.
I was a little nervous walked back up to our apartment but I opened the door and found Julie sleeping on the couch.
I saw a little tear that had not dried on her face and I went and wiped it away.
Just that little touch woke her up and she looked up at me with sleepy eyes.
"Portman?" She questions.
"Yeah it's me. And I'm not going anywhere." I said and she reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck in a loving embrace.
This was going to work out just fine.
If we made it through all we have been through, then we came make it through anything.
THE END!
AN: Sorry I ended so abruptly but I couldn't think of anything else to write and I think I'm going to write another comedy story about the ducks next so be on the look out.
Please review one last time. It makes me feel so much better!