Perfect for me

I was a little girl once again playing along at the beach which my parents took me to with my youngest sister. My little sister who is going to turn 5 is currently teasing me for having a scar along the top of my left ankle. I didn't mind it was my fault for dropping a knife on the top of my ankle anyway. At that time I know I should have been more careful. So I laughed it off and tossed some sand at my sister. With some sand in her hair my sister tried to get as much out as possible, but after a while, she gave up on that idea. Soon she grabbed some sand and started to throw some at me while I ran away. Next thing I knew I was standing in front of my sisters grave. The gravestone said the day she was born and not even 10 years later the day she died. Next to her gave was my mom's tombstone. Not knowing what to do I looked up at my father and asked, "Why did they have to die?" With tears running down my face I didn't know what to do I was only 12 at the time. So what could I do? With tears wetting my face, I grasped onto the only family I had left. All he did was pat my head and said, "Be strong for your mother and sister will you promise me that?" Still weeping in sorrow I nodded my head and said, "I will daddy I will." Next thing I knew I was standing in front of all of their graves this time as a 20-year-old. I wasn't standing alone through the person who stood next to me was the man who has been with me for all of these years. Nick, grasping his hand I looked for support so that I wouldn't crumble. I am all alone now looking at Nick I asked, "Will you stay with me?" I couldn't hear his reply all I saw was the movement of his lips. That is when I woke up.

Shaking my head I slapped my cheeks and stretched. Looking at my side the bed was still empty. Feeling depressed because of the dream that I had I stood up and looked at an old photo from when all of my family was alive and said, "Good morning, don't worry I will make a family of my own and make you proud." Looking down at the little girls in the pictures I touched the image of, a little girl, my little sister. Looking over I then I looked at the little version of me when I was 8 who was standing next to my sister. Touching my face I felt tears causing my face to be damp. Slapping my cheeks again I headed to the shower. Feeling relaxed and calm I stepped out of the shower and reached into the little glass cupboard. Reaching in there I grabbed a little bottle that was labeled antidepressants. opening it up I took out 2 pills and swallowed them whole. Grabbing some water I took a drink and exited the bathroom in a towel.

That's when I heard the roar of an engine turn off and I knew instantly that was Nick's car. With a smile on my face, I slipped on my lingerie. Reaching over I slipped on a simple ankle length dress that covered my scar and slipped on flats and went out to meet Nick. Seeing him step out of the car I knew he barely got any sleep from the look of the bags under his eyes. Feeling guilty I went over and helped him bring his things into the house. Too tired to go any further than the couch Nick lay down and fell asleep. Knowing that I couldn't wake him up to get him into bed I grabbed a pillow and placed it under his head. Seeing his reading glasses still on his face I slipped them off folding them and putting them in their case where they belong. Standing up I grabbed a light blanket and covered him up with it. Seeing his adorably handsome face I kissed his cheek. reaching over I grabbed the keys to my Ferrari and headed out the door. With a silent roar of the engine, I pulled out and headed to the city.

Once in the center of LA, I stopped at a coffee shop that is in a middle of an alleyway. Once inside I heard a jingle of the door I opened that's when I saw Allen. Looking up Allen said, "Well look who's here my favorite customer." Laughing I hugged Allen who was more than willing to hug me. Looking at my hand he said, "So the rumors are true you are getting married." Nodding my head after getting released I replied, "That's right aren't I lucky." Shaking his head Allen jokingly said, "Make sure to keep him on a tight leash I might try to steal him from you." Shaking my head at Allen's remark I said, "Mister don't you already have a man of your own." Snickering Allen said, "I am gay and have a man, but that doesn't mean that I'm off the market." Laughing I decided to get some coffee, "Can I have my usual coffee or are you going to keep me waiting?" Handing over my coffee Allen said, "So sweetie I know you. You only come here for our best coffee when your depression kicks in. Shouldn't this be the best time of your life?" With a sigh, I sat down on a bar stool and said, "I'm only depressed because I had another dream about my family. Besides I'm sad that my family won't be able to send me off because... well... you know." Feeling sorry for me Allen said, "Sweetie I don't think your family will feel happy if they knew you were getting depressed over them." Drinking the coffee I sighed into the cup and stood up. Reaching into my bag for some money to pay for my coffee Allen grabbed my arm and said, "Sweetie your fine today is on the house besides you better start saving up those bills for your wedding dress." Knowing that this was like a wedding present I said, "Allen I owe you one." Opening up the front door Allen yelled before I left, "You take care of yourself doll." Waving my hand goodbye I exited the coffee shop and slid into the passenger side of the car.