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of me the day he gave me the Mustang we restored together. I smile looking back at these pictures; my father was so proud of me. I tidy up his desk a bit before I turn his computer on. His backdrop is a photo of him and me on the day of my graduation with the Mustang. It's the same photo in the middle of the frame he has hanging in the hallway at his house.I lose it and cry hard, so hard that I cannot see or hear. My father was my rock and my world. I feel so empty and alone without him. I feel numb like the same way I did the first few days I came back home. I grab the picture from his desk of him and me, hugging it tightly as I lay my head down on the desk. I can't control myself; I'm a blubbering mess. I miss my dad so much. How will I continue my life without him?
I know that the shop management and its staff will always be my family, but no one can replace my dad or what he means to me. It's tough not having him here and being with all his stuff and our old pictures make me miss him even more.
I am startled by a sudden knock at the door, and I quickly wipe my eyes.
"Yes," I shout with a hoarse tone to my voice.
Ernie opens the door, and Gladys is right behind him.
"It's lunchtime!" Gladys says as she looks at me with sad eyes.
They could see I am missing my dad a lot, and this entire affair has been exceedingly difficult for me. Ernie walks into my dad's office and straight over to me. He wraps his arms around me, and I sigh loudly into his shirt before I lose it again. Gladys comes around behind me and hugs me from the other side. These two people are the most amazing people I know, they are my family, and I love them. I am so glad they're still around. They make me feel a lot less lonely, and I always pray for their long lives.
We embrace silently for a while before letting go of our special moment in memoriam of my father. Ernie looks around my dad's office before tears trail down his cheeks, and he excuses himself.
Gladys grabs my hand gently and says, "Would you like to come with us for lunch?
I politely decline her offer and look at the ground. I need some time to myself, and I'm not feeling hungry. Gladys lets go of my hand and rubs my back before leaving my dad's office and closing the door behind her. I sit back down in my dad's chair and look around. My eyes fill with water again. I continue to go through the paperwork on my dad's desk and organize it to be correctly entered into the system and filed.
I hear a light knock at the door. I'm not even sure if I heard a knock, but I walk to the door and open it. It's Luke. I turn away from him and wipe the tears from my face, I'm sure I look real attractive right now. I am glad he is here. He can lighten my mood and make my day a little brighter. Luke hugs me from behind tightly, and I turn around in his arms, wrapping mine around his hips.
"Shhh," Luke whispers as he rocks us side to side and kisses me on my head.
Why is he so perfect? He knows exactly what to do every time we are together. He knows how to make me laugh and when to hold me when I'm sad, and when to show lust at the appropriate times. I'm a mess when it comes to my emotions. Right now, I am an even bigger mess, but he makes me feel so relaxed and comfortable.
"Are you hungry, Turtle?" Luke says in the most adorable way possible.
I giggle, almost choking from the built-up spit and snot in my mouth from crying. I look up at him and smile.
"Yes!" I reply.
He hands me a tissue, and we walk out of my dad's office, through the shop, and out the door.
"Mary's okay today?" he asks as he grabs hold of my hand.
I nod, and we make our way across the street towards Mary's.
We reach the entrance to Mary's, Luke, lets go of my hand, puts his arm around me giving me a side hug before opening the door. We head in and walk over to a booth by the window. Luke grabs my waist before I sit down and pulls me towards him. He presses his warm, soft lips against mine. Instant warmth and tingles grow throughout my body as I kiss him back. I immediately start to feel better than I have since I stepped into my father's office. I've been in a haze for most of the morning. But Luke always makes me feel warm and fuzzy. I fall for him more every time we are together.
We are abruptly broken apart. I watch as Luke is slammed into the booth by Jason, who appears out of nowhere.
"What the fuck are you doing, you fucking piece of shit. Don't ever fucking touch her again!" Jason screams at Luke as he points his finger at him.
Luke is half sitting, half lying in the booth from Jason pushing him away from me. His face is red with anger, but he calmly keeps his composure. I'm unable to open my mouth to tell Jason to stop. Luke stands up and gets in Jason's face. Luke is a tad taller than Jason, but they are practically nose to nose right now. I'm frozen.
"It's none of your fucking business, Jason," Luke spits as he growls back at him.
The groups of guys Jason came with, rush over to our side and separate them from each other. I am shaking by what I just witnessed. What the hell is Jason's damn problem?