The Road Taken

Life was great, life was perfect, life was everything that I wanted it to be, but I say was, because it was all falling apart right now. Sitting here in this room, filled with lawyers and my soon to be ex-husband sitting across from me… it was as if I didn’t even know him anymore. We had been together since high school and back then things were simpler, we didn’t have a care in the world. It was him and I against the world… okay that is being a bit dramatic, but really we only had school to worry about and then it was just us.  My mind started to drift to where this all began:  He was a year ahead of me and still I felt like we were unstoppable, he was everything that I wanted and needed. He was the sweetest, kindest, sexy guy I had ever seen and it wasn’t hard to believe that he was also one of the most popular boys in school. The day my life began was the day he finally spoke to me, it’s like everything that I could’ve dreamed of and it wasn’t even anything special, until it was.  We were all at a party and I was sitting by myself, cause the friend I had arrived with, disappeared with some guy she was eyeing. So here was I sitting by myself and then he showed up. Logan was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, the softest green eyes, smoothest lips and a body to die for, you could definitely see that he worked out. He was God sent.  He came over to me and that’s when my life changed forever… “Hey” he said with the warmest smile and here was me drooling all over him, like I was day dreaming and all I managed to say was “Hi”. He laughed like he knew where my mind was and my cheeks were red instantly. He sat down next to me and we spoke for hours, which now doesn’t seem like it was enough. he asked about my hopes and dreams and plans for after school… I was smitten. he made me feel like the only person in the world, forgetting that we were at a party surrounded about 100 other people.  When I was finally ready to go home, he offered me a lift and of course I said “Yes” … we drove for a bit in silence, until I asked, “so why are you leaving so early” and before I could say another word, he interrupted “well you were leaving, so there was no point for me to stay” … Oh my word, I was jumping inside, screaming inside, but on the outside, I only managed to say, “excuse me”. He laughed and we continued the rest of the drive in silence again…. When we arrived at my house, he got out and came to open the door for me. He held his hand out for me to take it and without a second thought, my hand was in his. I couldn’t believe this was all happening. His hand felt so quiet, bigger than mine, but I felt like my hand fitted in his perfectly. Once I was on my feet, he let my hand go and all of a sudden, my hand so cold, so lonely, as if he was the hand I was supposed to be holding for the rest of my life. We got to the door and as I was about to open the door, he finally spoke again, “Olivia, I would like to give you a call sometime, if that’s okay with you” I was holding my breath, bot to dare ruin this moment, “I really enjoyed talking to you tonight”, I didn’t move, didn’t speak, not even sure how much time had passed, before he spoke again, “if you don’t want to, it’s okay, I understand”. As he turned to walk away, my whole body shook, like I was having an out of body experience and I couldn’t stop what happened next, I kissed him. Before I could stop myself or start pulling away, his arms were around my waist and kissing me back. My arms now wrapped around his neck and his sweet lips were all over mine.  Finally, after a few minutes, I pulled away gently and replied, “of course you can” and even though I didn’t know where any of this was coming from, I actually didn’t care, all I wanted was to keep kissing this guy and without realizing it was giving my number to him. He moved back to take his phone out from his pocket and started typing the digits in.  Before walking away, he gave me a small peck on the cheek and said “I will see you Monday”. With a smile on my face, all I could do was nod.  Monday came fast and I couldn’t breathe, I hadn’t told anyone about the kiss Logan and I shared, I just I was more scared that firstly they wouldn’t actually believe me and secondly, that he would pretend it didn’t happen. He wasn’t in my grade, so we didn’t have any classes together but there was still the risk of bumping into him in the hallway and as I walked through the doors, I felt the urgency to run for the hills as I saw him standing against my locker, standing there looking so beautiful in a black t-shirt that fitted him so well and blue jeans, his brown hair all in place that I just wanted to run my fingers to and then as my followed back to his, I realized that he was looking at me too. Now I definitely couldn’t run away.  I walked over to him, trying to be very casual, but casual was never my thing, I was also so over the top, that’s probably why I was still the only one of all my friends that still never had a boyfriend yet.  I got to the door and greeted him like it was any other day, except it wasn’t any other day, because Logan has never stood by my locker before, at least not because he was looking for me. “Good Morning Logan”, I finally said, and before my mind started drifting too much, he said “Good Morning Olivia”. And this is where our love story began…