EPTPart 2
I stood there watching her load up her son into his carseat while the cold wind whipped at the car. I couldnt move. I felt so warm inside from talking to her, yet my legs were frozen in place. My heart was racing, my face was red. What the hell was happening to me?
Not only did this woman manage to single handedly make me smile, She did it with one of her own.
She had loaded Logan up and stepped into the drivers seat of her car and shut the door. The car lingered for a few minutes, seemed like forever. I wanted to say something or do something but couldnt.
My brother, Tommy, who was watching the whole scene transpire had walked in from the garage.
Tommy is my older half brother, hes 8 years older than me and ive always regarded him highly. He always gives sound advice, always knew what to say to cheer me up, just an overall good guy.
"Why didnt you say something?" My head cocked in his direction and i nearly fell over as i felt feeling return to my legs. It played out like a comical anime scene.
"Wha-what do you mean?" My voice trembled. He stood there in the doorway with a smirk on his face.
"What do you mean what do i mean? How many women have told you openly theyre single and cant find a good guy? Shes obviously got a thing for you" His smirk grew bigger. I saw her car shift into reverse and begin backing out.
"W-well i... i guess? I mean She was probably just-" He cut me off.
"Come on man, youve never stuttered this much after talking to a girl. I know youve got something for her. Hurry! go catch her and ask her on a date!" He glanced outside at the car slowly pulling away.
It was true, i had never had any problem talking to women. Yet this one knocked me off my feet with just a smile.
ALAS. It was too late.
She was pulling out of the parking lot. And for me to run out there, reenacting the runway scene (sort of) from Liar Liar would seem a bit creepy.
Tommy let out a chuckle and walked away. I was frozen again, the weight of my inaction started to set in. What if she was "The one"? What if that was that one moment in my life that its either do or die? What if that was the moment that i regretted all my life and spun into an alcohol addiction and blamed everything on that one event?
And i fucking missed it.
Fuck.
I returned to work for the next 3 hours, dealing with a headache of a Chrysler. However i had a smile on my face still. Even though my mind was drowning in despair, my heart still beat warm. I still continued to smile on that day.
So in my despair i quickly hatched a plan. Shes 21, shes gotta have a Facebook right? I mean hell its pretty much mandatory as soon as you hit 13 to have one right? I pulled out my phone and held it to the sky valiantly.
Cue the angelic chorus and heavenly light.
I quickly tapped away at the handheld keyboard.
"I <3 redheads"
A stroke of true genius! It was flawless!
...I honestly dont know what compelled me to type that. Seemed like a good idea at the time. But what made me so sure she was looking for my profile? I mean come on.
i just found it kind of funny.
Anyways back to it.
6Pm rolls around, quitting time. I had reserved myself to a night of lurking on TeamLiquid, Talking to Tommy while playing StarCraft, and possibly some Minecraft. A typical crappy night.
I peeled off my dirty work clothes and hit the shower. Hoping some kind of brilliant idea would hit me in the shower, The greatest thinking instrument ever devised, second only to the toilet.
Well... i COULD show up at her house. I know where she lived.
No no... that would come off as stalker-ish
Dammit... My mind was ablaze with thoughs of her. My heart started racing again, I began contemplating that i had some sort of heart condition. I stewed in the shower, in all my regrets, just wishing this day would wash down the drain and i could do it over. I played it through in my head over and over and over again until i got it perfect, what i would say, what i would do. Dont forget eye contact!
Ah fuck, start over.
The shower had run cold, my sister was bitching at me through the door she needed her nightly shower. And here i was giving myself a headache in here.
I checked the time. I had been contemplating for 45 minutes.
Running through what i should have said and done.
God dammit, why cant i stop thinking about you?!
I dried myself off and sat down in my chair, started up my computer. Put on some warm socks and pants and rubbed my temples.
"Fuck... i cannot believe that i let that chance slip away..." I said to myself.
I checked my Facebook, no messages, no friend requests. Nothing. Fuck... got my hopes up again. Yeah... i missed my chance. God damn i could use a drink about now.
Wait... what the fuck am i doing... Facebook! Shes got to have one! I was never the religious type but i did take the saying "When god closes a door, he opens a window" to heart. Thats right. Theres gotta be another chance.
Fate could not possibly bone me again right? ...right?
Okay... what was her first name...
...
Did i honestly forget her name? Lets see... i remember looking at her debit card when she paid...
Ashley...? Yes... Ashley. Yeah! Yeah thats her name!
I ran a search on Facebook. Of course there were 50 million Ashleys that went to my school. And i dont see any of them that vaguely look like her.
Fuck, foiled again
Okay so i got her last name... i think. The work order was under her stepdads name, So hell i guess its worth a try right?
I typed it in.
No results.
I heaved a deep sigh. Yep. It was gone. Good job, you lost the one defining moment of your life. the smile that had plastered my face all day had all but disappeared by now. Knowing my luck shes fallen off the face of the earth now. never to return.
I decided to cast out the metaphorical S.O.S. A last resort, letter in a bottle that may or may not reach the other side of the ocean.
I clicked my Facebook status :
I wish i could remember her damn name so i could friend her. D:<
I knew her name. But she had to have a different last name or be using an initial or something. I clicked SHARE and logged off. Ate some dinner and came back, booted up StarCraft and Skyped Tommy.
"Whats the matter champ?" He asked me in a somewhat sympathetic tone. I had a feeling it was going to take a quick turn into "QUIT BEIN A WUSSAYYYYYYYYYY"-ville so i just dismissed it, said i was kind of depressed that i let her slip away. "Ah thats alright" he said "You still got me, and im awesome"
I couldnt help but chuckle. He was always the big ego of the family.
"Yeah i guess youre right. Come on lets play a couple practice rounds" I invited him to a game and we played around with new build orders. Cussing each other out after each game and dissing each others mommas weight.
It was approaching 9 Pm, i grabbed a drink, sat and contemplated some more. I figured id check Facebook one more time before i called it a night on Starcraft and lurked around TL.
The page loaded and i had no notifications. Yep. Nothing. She hadnt caught my S.O.S. Im stuck here in the middle of a tumultuous sea with no hope of ever seeing her again. (metaphorically of course)
I heaved another sigh and sat there.
Yep. Its over. i lost. GG god re?
A notification popped up. A friend request.
No... it couldnt be
I didnt get my hopes up, knowing it was probably a bot for some flirt site "CLICK HERE 2 SEE MY NEKID PICS" blah blah blah. Weve all had a few of those right?
I opened the request to see a beautiful redhead and her son smiling at me...
Oh my god...
To be continued
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havent slept a wink XD been doing work all night but these two storys have easily been the highlight 
