4. And desire and love and empty things…
Vanessa Taylor was beautiful. She was the kind of girl that every 8th grade student wanted to be seen with. She was a cheerleader and had all of the moves.
Seeley Booth sits under the bleachers with a dorky smile on his face. Sneaking into the football field was easy and showed Vanessa that he really cared about her.
That was the only way she would agree to go out with him.
Booth lights a cigarette and takes a couple of puffs. Vanessa smiles and takes the cigarette from out of his lips. She smiles and does the same. No words had been spoken between the two of them.
Booth admires the beauty in front of him and scoots a little closer to the girl of his dreams. He can feel his stomach clench as she places her hand on his thigh. He knew that tonight he would actually finally get to kiss the girl of his dreams.
He smiles and wraps his arm around her shoulder and she turns to face him. He nervously brings a hand up to her face and brushes her hair out of her eyes.
Vanessa takes this as a good sign and presses her upper body against his. Booth wraps his arms around her to steady themselves. He sees her close her eyes and he knows that this will be it.
Their lips meet and the electricity shoots through Booth's body like nothing he has felt before.
She pulls away and smiles.
"Now, show me what you really want from me, Booth." She leans back and lifts her shirt.
Booth is like an animal and he rushes towards the bare skin in front of him. Their lips meet again and this time their tongues begin a dance. It is sloppy and not very attractive, but for his first time, he is doing the best he can.
They make-out under the bleachers for a while, but something is missing. Booth pulls away and smiles.
"I love you Vanessa." He smiles and strokes her hair gently.
"Thank-you." Vanessa leans in for more, looking upset that he had interrupted.
Booth stops her and looks into her eyes. He felt the desire to be with this girl, he thought he was in love, but looking at the eyes in front of him, he realizes the emptiness of the situation.
He grabs his shirt and stands up. Vanessa looks disappointed, but she doesn't complain too much. They gather their things and walk silently out from beneath the bleachers.
"See tomorrow Booth. Let's do this again sometime." Vanessa sprints off before Booth can offer to walk her home.
"Yeah, later." Booth mutters as he slowly walks home.
For the first time he thought he felt real love. There was disappointment, but all hope was not lost.
The empty feeling that he usually felt, felt a little less empty, and he was grateful.
Even though Vanessa wasn't the one, he knew that someday he would find her…
…and the emptiness would disappear.