A Ride With Evil

I called her. Like usual she answered with an attitude. “Don’t you have a life that doesn’t involve me?” I wanted to snap on her right then but I kept my cool. She knows damn well if I did she wouldn’t even be the last person I’d call for anything. “I’m just making sure you’re gonna be there on time this time? I don’t want to see a repeat…” I got out as she cut me off. “Last time wasn’t my fault, you know that. Besides, how can I forget when you won’t stop reminding me?” She wasn’t wrong. Last time we had an important meeting she got ambushed by an opposing group which led to her being an hour late. Even though that was beyond her control, we lost the deal that would’ve shot us straight to the top financially. Good thing they agreed on a second meeting. “Listen, just be ready to go when Mark gets there to pick you up.” “Mark? I thought we were riding together?” “Plans changed, and I don’t have time to explain. I’ll see you there.” As soon as I hung up my phone began to ring. It’s Jackson. I answered with a one word question. “Greenlight?” Now, I’m sure you understand that I’m asking if everything is set to go, and I’m supposed to get it repeated back to me if they are but I didn’t get that. Instead, I got the word Hiccup, aka Turbulence. I hate bullshit, and what I’m hearing is just that. I don’t stress it. I told Jackson to grab a few guys and handle it after this meeting tonight. We can’t afford to f**k this up again. I checked the time. 3:45 in the evening. Meeting in 3 hours. I have time. I hopped in my car and floored the petal. In case this is my final day on this planet, I want the girl I’ve grown to love to know just how special she is to me. You see, after my last breakup, she stepped in and gave me the love I could only fantasize about. I made the grave mistake of believing my ex, still my current business partner, cared enough about us to evolve into that imagine trapped in imagination. Not only was I wrong to have thought I loved her, I became conscious to the lessons taught and learned by her lust’s immaculate camouflage which imitated love almost to perfection. Can’t speak for anyone other than myself when I say identifying True Authentic Love cannot be seen with the eyes, rather, it’s felt in the Soul and can only be interpreted as a RareConnection by those outside of their FortifiedUnity. We’ve been together for a year and three months now and I’m madly in love. There isn’t, & I REPEAT, THERE IS NOT another female UniqueMinded or SpirituallyRoyal enough for comparison. I just pray that she remains patient and understanding as I strategically execute this plan to get away from all of this chaos. My jaw dropped when she opened the door, presenting to me a beauty that gets more beautiful by day. She embraced me. “I’ve missed you so so much, baby. I’m glad you’re here.” I kissed the top of her head as she held me close. “I’ve missed you too, beautiful. You know I had to keep my promise.” “I knew you would, I just don’t get why you’re changing up your routine.” “Because I love you, that’s why.” She pulled back just a little and gazed into my eyes. “And you know I’ll love you throughout eternity, but we never go out to eat on nights you have a meeting. Is everything ok?” I chuckled as if trying to reassure her that all is well. That’s not one hundred percent truthful. Truth is, I’m only hoping everything will be. “It’s a rare occasion.” “Oh yeah” she said, “do tell me.” I stepped to the side and motioned for her to go to the car. The 30 minute drive was filled with laughter, and far off guesses from Amy as to why this day is so special. When we pulled up to the restaurant I hopped out to open up her door. She’s quiet. We walked in to see no other customers, just staff around a table I had prepared before our arrival. I let her lead us to our seats. “Baby, what’s going on?” she asked before turning around to see me on one knee. Butterflies in my stomach are going crazy. I just said it; “I’m breaking up with this lifestyle so we can be together. Forever.” Oh yeah, she said yes.