1 Life's Accident

I've never spent time thinking about love. As a matter of fact, I kept my circle small because I find people to be petty, jealous, and hateful. Who wants that kind of drama. All I want to do is have a peaceful place to call home. But, life is full of drama.

The first time I meant the guy I'm in love with was in elementary school. His name was Bryant Kristoff. Then we went to the same middle school together and that's where we became thicker than thieves. Finally, in high school things changed. Being together, it just felt natural. No one even question if we were together. I guess, we were always around each other often enough. Honestly, we weren't dating until we kissed for the first time.

I was so happy that day. The sun was out and shining. I woke up and my hair seems perfect. I found out that I got picked for the college I wanted to go too. It was just one of those, perfect, rare days. I called to tell him that I had good news. Bryant came over to congratulate me. (I think he was going to pick the same school as me but we hadn't discussed it. I was never the type to cling or hold him back.) I never even thought about how close we were or always seem to be. He could find me anywhere (It was odd) but it was natural to me. I never questioned it but other people just thought he was psychic when it came to me. Anyway, This day, I jumped into his arms and kissed him. It was a kiss of joy at first. Then that kiss became more.... In my parents house at the front door. I swear, he was like a cool, refreshing, drink of water and I was parched. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He held me up against that doorway. He pressed his body against mined. That kiss of joy became unimaginably deep. I was melting in his arms. By the time we stopped kissing, we could see steam rising in the air.

We went into the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table. I licked my sensative lips. And I listened to him groan in response. An exhilarating chill went up my spine and my body twitch in response.

"Mireya Belladonna Rice stop it."

((º º ) He called my full name.)

I was not in full control of this sensation. I never thought I had so little self control.

"Bryant, do you think that I'm doing this on purpose?" I could feel the bite in my voice. He is the reason I feel like this.

"No. But where do we go from here." He said it a almost fustrated tone. He was definitely the responsible one.

"We Date." It seem obvious to me. There has always been something between us. We just never crossed that line. We never kissed, not even a peck on the cheek, until today.

"Your ok with that." Bryant asked with a hint of caution in his tone. I looked at him and smirked. Was he always this adorable?

(Why do you have the look of the cat stalking the canary?) Bryant eyes questioned.

I won't lie, I was feeling a bit mischievious. But I calmed that feeling down.

"Yes." I responded seriously.

This only require one, straightforward, answer. (No reasons.. No excuses.)

After this one moment, it seem like nothing changed between us. We spent more personal time together. But Bryant wouldn't kiss me in public or anywhere. I started to feel like a perverted man trying to steal his girl's virginity.

I started to avoid him for while. I mean, all I wanted was some kisses. If a kiss could do that much for me, then I know I wasn't ready for sex. I am fully aware of how I was feeling. This day, I just stayed home. I didn't feel like going to school. I didn't feel like doing anything. Just being in the house, relaxing, eating ice cream. But Bryant popped up.

"Go to school Bryant." I wanted to shut him out. Just for the day. Just to gather my thoughts and focus.

"Mireya." He just said my name and my resolve seemed to collapse. I sat on the sofa. He came in the house and closed the door. He locked the door and walked over.

"Why are you avoiding me?" He asked me while looking me in my eyes. He's eyes were honey hazel brown.

I wasn't going to talk about this with him. So I ignored the question. I turned my head.

In the process, my ice cream was melting.

"Mireya, I do understand how you feel. I just wanted to wait till after we graduated to go there. But it looks like I have to step up my game. Will you marry me?"

I looked at Bryant. My brain seems to have shut down. All I could do was stare at him. Wondering, what just came out his mouth?

In responses to my shock, he picked up a spoonful of ice cream and shoved it in my face. While enjoying the creamy goodness of dark chocolate ice cream, what he said finally sunk in. My eyes became and impossibly wide from shock. But what took it overboard was the fact that he already had a ring. He had already slid the ring onto my finger. With a spoon in my mouth, I wrap my arms around him in an excited hug. I'm hoping he knows that means I'm saying yes. He took the spoon out of my mouth. Placings it on the side table.

"YES!" i said immediately.

"How long have you had this planned?" I asked

"For about a month, I knew you wanted to do more . But I don't think that once we get started, we're not going to stop. So, this is the solution." He was very rational about our irrational hormones. I didn't mind that. He's always been like this. He's the responsible one. This day we sat and talked about everything. We also didn't go to school.

Just trying to line the ducks up in a row. We talk about the type wedding we wanted. Just getting out of high school, we would not need a big wedding. We decided to go to the justice of the peace. We made an appointment that same day. Our parents and best friends could be witnesses at the ceremony. Second, we move out of our parents houses and getting our own apartment. As far as children, we decided not worry about it. But essentially what ever child gets here, we weren't going to deny them. If they slip through the birth control. (yeah we weren't big on planning for kids) That's just how we felt.

To preoccupy ourselved, we went to school. We went to work. We talked on the phone. We grinded to make sure our grade stay up and to make the money so, we could do what we wanted to do. We already made up our mind.

For the last 4 months of school, we only saw each other in school and in passing before we went to grind. We graduated June 3rd, eight in the morning at our high school. It felt boring and anti-climatic to be there but I persevered. Bryant just seems to be taking it like a spring breeze. While I was finishing the last book in the Twilight series, by Stephenie Meyer, that i had stated a few months ago.

We left with our family and friends so that we could be in time for our appointed wedding time at the Justice of the Peace. We told our parents and best friends weeks ahead of time. We stood in front of the Justice of the Peace and said I do. Then signed our piece of paper.

Finally, I couldn't help but look at him. I folded my hands up underneath my chin at this point. I started feeling like time had begun to count down. Even as we went to lunch and ate I was already stripping him with my eyes. Then he covered them at the table.

"Mireya, your making me feel like I'm naked."

I sweetly smiled. What can i say? He was almost naked. My mom shook her head at me.

"It's about time these late bloomers."

"Bryant you never told us when y'all started dating. Or when y'all decided to get married." My best friend said with a smile. I thought I told him.

"The day we started dating was the day she found out she got accepted into the college she wanted to go too. The day we got engage was the day we played hooky from a school." Bryant spoke nonchalantly. He wasn't going to give details and they couldn't make me force him.

"Dang late bloomers."

"It took you long enough."

That is when our friends began to have pick. My mom added in a few shocking comment.

"For a while, I thought you were lesbian. I expected you to bring home a wife, so i could have another daughter."

[Ugh, Was I really that bad?]

Bryant family chime in with comments like

"What about the girl who confess at graduation?" Which he tactfully ignored giving, while his father the stank eye.

This celebration went on for a couple more hours. Just as we were getting ready to go home. A group of teenagers came into the establishment fussing. That group started fighting in the doorway. I don't know when but someone took out a gun and shot it. That's the last thing I remember of me and Bryant.

I always have these dreams. I couldn't help but shake myself awake. The thought of such a loss of love and life was depressing. My mom and I had just decided to moved to this town called Forks. Why does this city sound so familiar?

I shrug the thought away. I continued to dream about that delicious man, as my mom drove us to Forks.