My blue eyed man

Hi my name is Hilary and before we began I’d like to tell you a little about my self. I grew up in a small town in Missouri with my best friend Cheyenne we basically grew up together and now we're living together in a small apartment it was always are dream to live together like real sister's sense we both grew up in a only child in our house holds. We were inseparable growing up it kind of drove our parents crazy cause we weren't at one house we were at the others home. As we grew up we had big plans for our future you know as most kids do unfortunately that was not in the cards for us. As everyone else moved on with there lives starting family's going to college or trying to find there self we stayed behind got a job at the local restaurant called Bobby's place. We got the job do to the fact Cheyenne's mom was dating the owner which really he was just kissing Tracy's ass cause there relationship just started two years after Cheyennes father got into a car accident on Hwy O due to a deer running out in front of him. It was hard on both of them but they pulled through like they always do. Cheyenne moved back in with her mom for about 6 months but it didn't last long due to the fact with out her father there to keep the peace. But everyday after job hunting she would go over and spend a few hours with her mom. Till about 4 months ago that's when Tracy told Cheyenne about Bobby we were all more then happy for her. He offered us a job and we loved it well at first. Not a big fan of having my long brown hair put up in a hair tie and wearing a apron I mean with my body figured I look good well I think so anyway. My only favorite part about the job was I could wear my blue jeans every day. Cheyenne not so much she hated having her black hair up all day to due to the fact she was half Indian half Mexican she went through a lot of hair ties she said her hair was so heavy and the hair ties kept busting on her so she always kept like 10 to 20 in her purse at all times it drove her crazy because everything in her purse kept getting tangled up and hair ties or they fly out everywhere every time she got into her purse. She hated wearing jeans she said she prefer wearing her shorts. which of course because Bobby is trying to impress her mother he let her wear her shorts which of course Cheyenne knew this but she wasn't going to object to it. I mean would anybody?? As the months past on the feeling of having Joy of coming to work became a bore well at least to me she was having the time of her life as always. I mean I can't blame her Cheyenne was now a manager taking on more responsibilities which she loves doing loved to stay productive at anything she does she always challenged herself to see what she can do better or how she can make things more efficient. which of course Bobby loved because of her doing so she found ways of saving him money which anyone would love that owning a business. But as for me every day just started to blend together I'd get up and take a shower put my hair in a ponytail maybe throw on some eyeliner if I felt like it that day or not then head out to my car and drive the 10 minute drive. I don't know why but I always felt like something was missing from my life I knew it wasn't kids a marriage I have grown but I haven't grown that much to long for the picket fence. but I just couldn't put my finger on it.