The Jail Guard Gets Her Turn. Part 9.
My New Apartment!
I rented a three-bedroom apartment for myself and THE KIDS so we are all well taken care of, needs met and could be in a healthy happy home. The only thing that was missing was the new love of my life. The EX has already moved in to his new girlfriend's place some time ago, with some of the items from our house and was moving forward with his life. As was I! (Problem solved).
I had to wait about two weeks to move in as the building manager and hired contractors were completing some updating and fitting the place to my needs, but every day I would go over and check on the place to ensure things were moving forward. One Sunday, Debbie wanted to go with me to see my new place and to see where I was going to be living.
We drove over and walked into my new apartment. I gave her the grand tour and was explaining to her where everything I had, new or old, was going to be situated. There were a few kitchen counter chairs left behind, as to sit at the kitchen counter overhang, so we sat there talking and having lunch we picked up along the way. I was so nervous that she was there with me, but having her there with me in my new place was exhilarating.
Sitting there with her, enjoying our conversation, getting to know each other better and falling even more in love with her, had made me realize it was time for me to come out. I had to stop hiding the fact that I was in love with a woman and start living the way I felt I needed to. I wasn't ashamed of it. I wasn't going to hide in fear. I wanted everyone, including my family and friends to realize that I was in love with her and I was planning on moving forward.
As those feelings and thoughts came over me; like fear, anxiousness and the possible repercussions, also came with the release of tension, the acceptance of who I was and where I wanted to be; and who I was in love with! After lunch, Debbie and I stood up and were holding hands just staring out of my balcony window, in this quiet of this empty apartment. I realized then I needed her with me. I needed her to be in my life permanently and to be part of this next chapter.
"I have a question for you." I spoke out.
"Yes." She replied.
With a frog in my throat coupled with the nervousness of asking I gently turned to her grasping her other hand. We stood looking at each other eye to eye when I said, "I have been thinking about this for a while now. I want you to move in here with me."
"What?" She choked out.
"After I get settled in and come out to everyone." I spoke. "I want you to get to know all of my family and special people in my life and once everyone knows, I want you to move in with me. Live with me. Be a part of my life."
Debbie's eyes started to water and as her grip on my hands tightened as she stumbled getting her words out. "Yes. Yes, I would love that."
I pulled Debbie into my body and we held each other tightly and I felt her start to weep tears of joy. My heart was racing and I was scared, but I knew this was right.
"Are you sure you're ready to come out." She whispered over my shoulder during our long warm hug. "You're just getting out of your marriage. Moving the kids to new place. Starting life over. Are you sure you're ready?"
"Yes sweetie, I have to." Was my reply. "We can't continue being together, if no one knows. I don't want you only here when the kids are at their dads. I want you here all the time. I am in love with you and I can't fight it, or hide it. You're who I want to be with."
"Unless you don't want to." I furthered.
"No, Carly. I absolutely want to. I love you and I want us together. I am just surprised you asked me that so quickly" She replied. "I want to be with you forever Carly, I just want too male sure, we're ready for this."
I still wasn't sure at that point if I actually was a lesbian. Days upon days of pondering, overstressing and millions of thoughts about this had crossed my mind. Was it just her, considering I have never even touched a woman before? Was it the divorce and having someone in my life to lean on, to talk too, to have sex with? Was I Bi-Sexual and just finally realizing it? All I knew was, I was in love with her and I knew I wanted to have her around and in my life.
Debbie pulled away from our hug, grasping my hand again as she was wiping the tears from her eyes when she said, "I am glad you asked, because I actually have a question for you."
"You do?" I inquired.
Debbie pulled her hand from mine and walked towards her purse which was sitting on the kitchen counter. I could tell she was still wiping tears away and trying to compose herself as she was digging through her purse.
"Close your eyes." She said to me.
"Okay." I replied as I stood there with my eyes closed.
I stood there in silence waiting for her big surprise, but had no idea what she was doing. I felt Debbie grab my left hand in hers and when she was ready, she said to me. "Okay open them."
Debbie was standing in front of me, holding my hand up. I could feel her hands shaking as she looked me deeply in the eyes.
"Carly, I am absolutely in love with you and you asking me to move in with you has made me realize that we need to move forward together. Debbie held my hand upwards a bit more, pulling her fingers from mine and with her right hand she slid a beautiful platinum band onto my left ring finger. My heart leapt. I knew what this meant even before she could spit the words out.
"Carly Jenkins. Will you marry me?"