The Worst Things In Life

Mary Jane (3months later)

I settled quite well into my new home. It wasn't hard to refer to it as a home because John made me comfortable. I remember when we first arrived, he introduced me to everyone. From friends to coworkers and bosses. They threw a party for John and I. So, that was how I met the people in my husband's life. His friends were very accommodating, some offered to take me around to get familiar with the place and 3months later I have friends of my own. I couldn't stop thinking how much John has given me since the onset, first his family and now his friends became mine. I caught myself thinking about how I didn't know anyone at the party, I couldn't even invite a single soul. Well, I'm over that. I can't buy John's love, yet he gave it freely.

Although, I don't have any materialistic things to offer, my kind of love. Certainly, I will love him fiercely, with every fibre in me. I will stand by him, and support him. Be a woman who wouldn't be over-dependent. I will get a degree and work just as hard. It's the least I can do.

Tonight I've decided to tell John how I really feel about him. He can be really sensitive at times. I recall how jealous he had become one day after spending all day with the ladies.

"Jane baby, you're home late." He had said.

"I know my darling, time just went by quickly. I was out with the girls." I went around the table and hugged him. In my heels, I didn't appear short.

"You should be cautious of them, Jane. Some of them are up to no good, " he had that stern look on his face.

I grinned. "It's okay John. You're stuck with me." I had responded with much playfulness that made him smile.

My John is really a cute one. I thank God every day for this newfound possibility. Honestly, I found his possessive acts exciting. What woman wouldn't want his man egotistical?

Currently, I'm in the kitchen making dinner preparations. I planned on a candlelit dinner, a little of some of his favourite foods and the confessions of love and applications to a business school. I've decided to go to one of the business schools around here after many considerations, and help from friends. It's been 3months, so there's no need to wait around.
I love John, and I don't see any reason to wait, I must tell him.

After hours and hours of putting things together, I was eventually ready and the table was set for two. All John has to do is just show up for dinner and I can get right into it.

Another two hours later, John was sitting across from me, and eating in silence. The heavenly look he wore on his face when he tasted the food was worth all the stress. I nibbed at my food, I was nervous.

'Just say it already, tell him.' My mind was in overdrive.

"Jane, are you fine?" He placed his left palm on mine and brought me back from my wandering thoughts.

"Yes, I'm fine. Why?" I managed to reply in a coherent voice.

'Oh, John! You have no idea how unfine I am.'
'Ha is that even a word?' My mind chided.
'Shut the fuck up.' I internally yelled, but when I raised my head John was staring at me as if I'd lost my mind.

I cleared my throat, " I said that out loud?" I asked in a whispered tone, and I confirmed my suspicions when John shook his head in the affirmative.

'Great, just great!' Why do I keep talking to myself, dear God?

"Okay, just tell me what the problem is. You've barely touched your food," He made gestures at the food.

"And you're nervous. You do this thing where you rub both hands together when you want to say something, but you don't know how."

Well, he does know me that well?
"It's just...ahh. Yes, there's something I have to say to you." My palms were sweating, why am I this nervous? I love John, right? Then get it over with.

John raised his brows as if to say that I should continue. I took deep breaths, with a smile on my face and did exactly what I had to do. "I want to thank you, John. We've been busy lately adjusting to our newfound roles." I seized his hand in mine.

"I... You gave me everything freely." I swallowed nervously, "Family, friends and a new beginning." That made John smile. So, I must be on the right track.

"This dinner is my way of showing you that I'm delighted, and I care deeply about you." Now, he's wearing that boyish grin that makes me fall over, and over again in love with him.

"What I'm trying to say, is that I love you." I drawled, John had this perplexed look on his face.

"Yes John, I love you. So much more than I bargained for. More. Than. I. Thought. Possible." I punctuated each word to help him understand it more. Then it happened, John gave me his slow, and sensuous smile that transformed him into a younger-looking boy than his 27year old self.

As quickly as the smile appeared, it disappeared.

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Authors Note ❤️
As promised, I've delivered lovelies. It was supposed to be longer than this, but it was too long. So, see y'all on Wednesday.

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