I swear, I didn't want to, but some things just...happen!
Ok, he and I practically grew up together. There was a major age difference and when he hit that stage where "it's not cool to have little siblings tag along" (you know the stage, yes?), well he hit it and I was allowed to tag along!! He was 13-14, I was 6. There was definitely an age difference.
When he left for college, I felt positively sick without him. I was so lost. My mom even took me to Gramma's to see what was wrong and she says, "I do say I have seen it before, though never in a relative."
Mom freaked, "She's ok, right?"
Gram says simply, "You see her eyes? Her posture? The way she simply looks at things, but doesn't see them? I'm afraid she has a broken heart. She is missing someone dreadfully."
A horrid month later, Aaron calls! Yay! All is...not well. He's getting married to some valley-high chick he met in college.I was asked to be a Bride's Maid. Whooooopeeeeeee.
He flies in (alone) and first thing we do is go out to dinner. We talk, no mention of his girl, thank the lord. We get done and he says he needs to stop by his hotel room before we go to my house (he's gonna visit more). Ok, fine with me, whatever. We get in his room and I sit on the bed. He comes out of the bathroom and he's wearing a towel, only a towel. "I'm gonna take a shower first."
I lay out on the bed and turn on the cheap TV. I see a porno channel and hey it's got guys on it! I watch it, and start getting turned on a bit. He gets out and I can't find the remote to turn the channel. "Well, we have grown up!" He laughs. He stretches out on the bed. I sat up and turned my head back to look at him. He's smiling, I put my hand on his chest and ask him what he was thinking.
He said "Fucking someone"
me "Oh yeah who"
him "you"
me "what?!"
him "you heard me" He sat up and said "Teresa, I'm not getting married, Crikes I couldn't do that! I would be leaving you behind!"