That Vicious Third Month Mark by Karla Villa (best fiction novels of all time TXT) 📖

Three months. That was always my cut off. No matter how cute, or smart, or charming he was. In three months I'd sit with them and let them down easily as I did the occasional touch of the shoulder and head lean. There were two ways the situation would routinely end. Either they would become severly angry and go off on me, or they would become drastically sorrowful. It didn't matter to me. You see, this was how I would abstain from heartbreak, little did I know, heartbreak would come bite me in the ass...

"I'm sorry Danny, I just can't do this anymore. It's moving too fast." His long black hair fell in front of his burning black eyes. He was always the silent type, that's what I liked about him, people feared him and he didn't bother anyone. We didn't talk much. That in itself should've warned me.

It was dark and cold out in the woods. For three months Danny and I would consistently come out here to, not talk. His combat boots crushed the dried leaves as he stood up, "You need a ride home?"

We left the woods in silence. He sighed as his '99 Civic pulled up to my house, "You know, that third month mark can be vicious. You never really get to know a person until after."

"I'm selfish, what can I say?"

"I get it, you want to experience the fun, just not the attachments. Maybe that'll change soon. You never know." He reached for a hug and slightly pulled my hair, "Oww!"

That year we graduated from high school. I didn't realize the change of attraction guys had for me until I reached college. Men never chased me, but suddenly all types of guys would try to woo me. It was fun, I had my picks. Then I started to notice; I wasn't making it to my own third month mark, only once did I.

Four years in college and only one stole my heart. His name was Daniel and he was nothing like the others. We had a connection that belonged only in romance movies. He made my heart flutter like I'd never experienced. It lasted 3 months before he disappeared. The heartbreak was unbearable, I felt like a fish out of water. All I wanted to do was look into those burning black eyes, hear his voice, smell his scent, and taste his" lips. Nothing. For a whole year, nothing.

Then one rainy night, as I was sitting in a diner by myself, Danny sat in the booth in front of me. He looked different yet the same. Matured, I guess you can say. Something about him was familiar, too familiar, his scent. His scent took me back to college and Daniel. Maybe they enjoyed the same cologne.

"Hello Nancy," that voice, it was his voice, "I know you probably won't believe me, but I think it's time I tell you. That night when we said good-bye, I pulled your hair. I pulled your hair because, I gave you a love curse. It wasn't really a love curse, more of a lesson to be learned. I did it because I wanted you to know what it felt like to not be given the chance to experience love. That one man you did fall in love with, wasn't a man, but an essence of a being in human form. You fell in love with that being's soul and inner core."

It was hard to take all this in. For some reason, I knew he wasn't lying, "How could you do this? I fell in love, that was the only time. You took that away from me. How could you?!" I didn't want to let him finish explaining, so I stormed out into the cold rain. Tears streamed down my face as the heavy sobs filled my heart and lungs. The rain soaked through my cotton cardigan and I felt myself shiver. I felt Danny's arms wrap around from behind me and I sobbed harder. His lips caressed my cheek, then ear and whispered, "Don't you see Nancy? It was me you fell in love with, it was my essence and my soul that was sent to you. Can't you hear me? Can't you smell me? Can't you see me?" he looked into my eyes, and those burning black eyes looked back at me. Then he kissed me, and all I could taste was Daniel. Everything about him was Daniel. The way his lips moved with mine, The way his tounge tasted, the way he shocked my heart back to life.

I pulled away, "You made me go through 3 years of heartbreak."

"I loved you every minute, I hated seeing you suffer, but I had to make you understand. I'm sorry."

We looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity, this time I would give into love and all of it's complications. That night was one of many future walks in the rain.

Publication Date: 06-06-2010

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