Decisions, Decisions

Krystal’s story continues..

All the temp workers had to take a break for lunch at the same time.  Wallace asked me if I wanted to have lunch with him in the cafeteria.  Since I didn’t bring my lunch, I thought it would be ok.  So, I followed him upstairs.  There was steel gray everywhere in this maze of a ship.  I had no idea it was so large. They had everything from barbershops, game rooms, and movie theaters, it was a home away from home.  Wallace took me through the barracks where some half naked men were getting dressed, and then on through the kitchen and then the cafeteria.  We sat and had lunch together every day while I was working at the temp job.

 Wallace made my time at the job exciting; from that point on I would look forward to coming to work every day.  One day when my contract was coming to an end and I told him that it was my last day.  He asked me for my number and said he would call to take me out.  I looked into his sexy eyes and didn’t know if  I could believe he would  actually call.  Military men had a reputation of finding a woman in every port for a good time with no commitment. Wallace said that his ship, the USSA Normandy, was stationed in Virginia for the next 6 months. 

He did call. We saw each other almost every day after I got off work from my new part-time job.  When he was on duty I came to the ship, brought him dinner and we would hang out. I was falling head over hills for him.  His kisses were intoxicating, his words were endearing. I was new to this “dating thing” between school, work, and Wallace I was almost never home.  My parents told me that if I couldn’t abide by the curfew, I could find another place to live.  I told them that Wallace and I had plans to get an apartment and move in together. 

My parents were disappointed about my decision and said they hoped it didn’t backfire on me.  My mom said the military life isn’t easy on a spouse or significant other. The ports, the temptation, and time away from each other.  My mom said, “We didn’t raise you to live with someone not having a commitment of marriage. But you’re grown and can make your own decisions and you can stand by your consequences too.”

After that conversation with my parents, Wallace and I found a nice two-bedroom apartment and moved in together.  He said I didn’t have to work the temp jobs any longer.  He would take care of me if I kept up the house.  I agreed.  It was so nice to cook and clean for Wallace, like a real housewife.

Wallace was my first love.  I gave my all to him which included my body, spirit, and soul.  Soul ties, that’s when you connect with someone for life after being intimate. Wallace had me obsessed .  I couldn’t get enough of him.  The lovemaking was fantastic and even though I had nothing to compare it to, I knew it was the best.  Sometimes we used protection and sometimes I wanted it raw and nasty.  Who said you can’t have it both ways?

I wanted time to stand still. Six months flew by, and it was time for Wallace to go out to sea for a month.  I tried to keep busy but the time for him to come back creeped along at a snail’s pace.

I began to worry because my period was a week late.  I’m usually never late, my period is like clockwork.  I could tell the setting of the sun by it…what would he do if I was pregnant?

After a month has passed..

There it was the USSA Normandy. I waited on the deck along with the other military wives and significant others.  As the ship was pulling into the port, I spotted Wallace holding a bouquet of flowers waving. I waved back and blew kisses.  I don’t know how he would take the news… 

He wasn’t ready to be a dad.  I cried until I convulsed.  We argued, yelled, and screamed at each other.  He slammed the door and walked out.  I hadn’t seen him for days.  When he came back home, he reeked of alcohol, smoke, and cheap perfume.  He threw money at me for an abortion, told me to get rid of “it.” Wallace told me that he didn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore and asked me to leave.  So, I had a month to get out.  I never saw him again.  I asked my parents to forgive me, and they let me come back home for a while.  They helped me raise you, but they allowed me to get the full experience of being a single parent.  They set me up in an apartment, paid a few months in advance, told me to get a job and care for you. I never saw Wallace again. He will never know the fine man you have become. By the time Krystal had finished her story, Karl sat there with tears welling up in his eyes.  Sometimes you are better off not knowing.

Krystal wanted to be alone now. So, she told Karl good night, kissed his forehead, and closed the door to her bedroom. It had been years since she had thought about Wallace. Now it was bringing up memories some painful and some good. She wondered where he was and if he was still in the military. When he first broke up with her, she looked him up on social media to see if he was with another woman. Then she asked herself “Why do women do that?” It just made me feel worse. Sometimes we are better off not knowing.

Krystal drifted off to sleep with Wallace on her mind. She thought about his kisses, his hugs and his love making. He was her first and she had never felt the same way about anyone else over all these years. They had those soul ties. Karl said she should get back out there and date. She tried a few times when people had set her up with a friend, and she even tried online dating. But no one, absolutely no one made her feel like Wallace did.

Krystal finally dozed off to sleep. Then before you knew it her alarm rang. She hit the snooze button  for five more minutes. She rolled over and closed her eyes. When the alarm went off again, she woke up and she was wet and horny. She had been dreaming about Wallace and woke up drenched. She didn’t want to move or get out of bed. Because she tingled, and she wanted to feel that feeling with Wallace again. Her body convulsed and she laid there for a minute just taking it all in. She knew she had to get up and get ready for work because the clock read 6:15 AM. She got up, jumped in the shower, and changed into her pink scrubs. She found a pink ribbon to tie her curly hair back in a ponytail. She put on her pink clogs. Her makeup was minimal today, some powder foundation and some pink lip gloss.  She headed downstairs. She kissed Karl on the forehead and told him to have a great day. She didn’t have time to make breakfast this morning, but she told him there was some French toast sticks and some waffles in the freezer that he could make for himself. She told him to have a great day at school and that she would see him tonight. It was probably going to be a long night because the strike was still going on and they were short-staffed again.