The Weekends

I remember the first time I saw your face, those big beautiful brown eyes staring at me. It was like looking into the eyes of someone I had known and loved forever. My soulmate! Have you ever had that feeling? The feeling that you have lived multiple lifetimes with one person? It’s like a jolt of lightning coursing through your body sending electricity flowing through your veins, causing the room to blur around you.

We were at the house of a mutual friend, you were sitting on the couch just watching TV when I walked in. Our eyes met and immediately there went that jolt. We spent some time there watching movies, talking and getting to know each other. I had come with some friends but when it came time for us to leave you offered to give me a ride home. I accepted right away knowing that I needed more time with you, not wanted, needed!

We drove up into my parent’s driveway, I was so nervous but then you reached over and kissed me it was like magic. Your lips were so soft and smooth and you tasted like beer. I know that doesn’t sound glamorous, most girls don’t like the taste of beer, however, I do so it was the best tasting kiss I had ever received! We sat there for a few moments just enjoying each other, me not ever wanting to leave that moment in time. I did though, reluctantly, but not without giving you my number and telling you to give me a call sometime.

Being the practical person that I am, I wasn’t expecting a call the next day, I understand that boy math is different than girl math so I was going to give you a few days. To my utter shock and amazement, you did call me the very next day. We talked on the phone for hours and agreed to meet that Saturday night at the Barn, a local hangout for the all kids at that time.

It was only Sunday and I couldn’t wait for the week to pass and believe it or not it passed quickly. I spent that week walking on cloud nine, living in a haze of contentment. We spoke a couple of times, you had called to make sure I was still coming. I loved that about you, you made me feel like you couldn’t wait to see me and I knew I couldn’t wait to see you.

Finally, Saturday came around. This was the 80’s now, so I was dressed in my best high waist jeans, crop top and denim vest to match. My hair was curled and put up in one of those “banana clips”, lord what were we thinking? But I just knew I was looking good.

Me, Danni and Mel drove up to the Barn and parked in the front field. I exited the car and my eyes immediately began scanning the area looking for you. Then all of a sudden I spotted you. There you were across the field, your eyes searching as well, then your eyes found mine and they began shinning with excitement. My heart leapt.

You looked beautiful, I know that is not a word usually used to describe a guy, but that it what I saw, beauty. You were dressed in your jeans, tan long sleeve shirt and that shell necklace that I loved so much. I wanted to spring across the field and jump into your arms but I knew I had to contain myself, I couldn’t let you in on how I really felt, no, I had to play the game. That stupid teenage game, so I walked up to you and acted like I was there just to make you happy and that you should be glad I showed up at all. What a crock, I wanted to melt into you.

Of course I didn’t, we hung out with each other and with our friends, drank beer, played cards and had fun. I think you might have had too much to drink though, because next thing I know I could hear my name being screamed from somewhere in the darkness but I couldn’t tell from where, not until one of your friends came sprinting across the field telling me that you were lying in the ditch behind the Barn calling for me.

As I approached you, I saw you were just lying there, in a ditch with a huge smile on your face. You had tried swinging from a vine in one of the trees and it had snapped leaving you on the ground in a tangle of leaves and broken vines. You were not injured, you just wanted me there so I could sit on the ground with you. I think it was your way of getting some alone time with me and I wasn’t complaining. We sat there for what seemed like hours, you laying there with your head in my lap while I ran my fingers through your hair. Not many words were said, but words were not required.

This became a ritual for us, meeting up every weekend at the Barn or at friends’ houses for parties. We were always together and everyone knew it, yet we were never actually together. I kept waiting for the day that you would ask me out on our first real date, but weeks and then months passed and it never happened. I think you were happy with things the way they were. I was not! I wanted more, but did I say that? Hell no, who speaks about their emotions at that age?

One day I decided that I had finally had enough, I was not going to keep giving you what you wanted. I was not going to just let you think you could get away with not committing, having your cake and eating it too, so to speak. I decided that next weekend I was not going to come to the Barn, I was not going to just meet up with you again like you wanted. There was a party and a friend’s house from school and I was going to go there instead. I was going to show you.

The next weekend rolled around, Danni and Mel decided to go the Barn anyway instead of the house party. They thought it sounded lame. But not me, I was going to that party and I was going to make you miss me.

I regretted my decision almost immediately, they didn’t have many people at the party that I knew and I was bored out of my mind. Not to mention, my heart was hurting, I mean actually, physically hurting, aching. All I really wanted was to see you, to be with you. It was like there was some sort of imaginary string just pulling, trying to get us to the same point. We were two halves that had become separated somehow, and that string was fighting to make us whole again.

I decided to go outside to the garage, there was a card game going on in there that I wanted to watch.

There I was, sitting on the top of a deep freezer, watching that card game with my head hanging. All I could think about was you and how much I missed you. Then all of a sudden I felt that imaginary string pull…hard! I looked up and there you were, strutting across the lawn, head held high and walking straight for me with a very determined look on your face. I couldn’t help myself, I smiled almost laughed actually. You walked straight up to me and said, “Let’s go, you are following me to my house, now.” I laughed and said “Yes sir!” I had never seen you like this before, so demanding and in control. It was sexy as hell!

We got in our vehicles and I followed you to your house, as you had “demanded”. We walked in the front door, you grabbed my hand and lead me straight to the bathroom. I remember thinking, what the hell? Then you started the shower, undressed and got in. Well, how could I ignore that silent command? I undressed as well and followed right behind you. We made love for the first time, it was amazing. I felt like I had finally come home and I was there to stay. You leaned your head down, mouth right next to my ear and whispered, “You will never spend another weekend without me, do you understand?”

Hell yeah I understood, and I never did!