Secret admirer

My nerves were on fire, making me itch all over. I couldn't sit still. Sitting in the kitchen at the table, glancing every few seconds to the clock on the stove. Those two hours of waiting to head over to Tawnya's house were unbearable. Jumping at every little noise. A few times I could have sworn, I heard the roaring of his truck's engine pulling into the driveway. With my pace quickened I had headed into the livingroom. Peeking out from behind the black satin curtains. My eyes rapidly scanning from the driveway to the curb sitting out front of the house. Breathing out a sigh of relief, that my mind was only playing tricks on me.

I hated that I couldn't even enjoy the time of being by myself. My anxiety consistently sky rocketing making me feel tired and sick. Worried when he might show up. My life was an neverending nightmare, reliving flash backs on a daily basis of the torture he put me through. Everything in this house was a reminder of the pain I went through and still going through. This house was my personal hell. I was so caught up in my thoughts, that I hadn't realized what time it was until I heard the high pitched beeping of the timer going off causing a quiet yelp to leave my lips in fright. Grabbing my back pack I swiflty turn off the timer and quickly made my way out of the house. Cutting across the grassy yards I run to the front door ringing the door bell. Nervously tapping my foot, glancing up and down the road as I wait. The last thing I needed was for him to come home and see me standing here on Tawnya's porch.  

I was grateful when she soon answered the door jestering for me to come in. " Hello again Jasmine, thanks again for helping me out tonight," her sweet voice says to me as I walk inside. " It's no problem at all Tawnya, I love hanging out with Tasha she's really great company," I respond to her with a big smile. " Tasha is currently in the livingroom watching one of her Barbie movies, I left forty bucks under the cookie jar in the kitchen on the counter for whatever you girls decide to order for dinner, as always the emergency contact numbers and mine are on the fridge next to Tasha's pictures," she tells me happier then before. Nodding my head at her as she goes over everything. " Hoepfully I won't be home to late, I know tonight is a school night for you. If you want I can call your dad for you and let him know I can give you a ride to school in the morning, sense you will be staying over," she suggests to me while grabbing her phone out from her purse.

Cringing at her words I quickly shake my head side to side " No thats okay, I already left him a note letting him know I will be home before school starts so he can still give me a ride in the morning," I tell her in a flat tone, hoping she coudn't sense the worry laced in my words and she wouldn't push it any further. " Okay dear, well I'm going to head out now and if you can manage it please try to have Tasha in bed before nine. She needs her beauty rest or she will turn into a little monster in the morning," she grumbles, sounding like a a ferocious beast. I laugh heartedly at her actions. She was one of the sweetest moms you would ever meet. 

Following Tawnya into the livingroom her sweet voice rings out " Hey honey, Jasmine is here, so I'm going to leave now sense you have your partner in crime here," Tasha's head snapped back to where me and her mom were standing. A huge smile spreading across her face as she stood up from the floor running over to me and sqeezing my legs. " I misst you Jazzy!" she squeaks out to me with her face squished into my thigh. Chuckling " I missed you to very much T, but can you let go of my legs before we both go toppling over to the floor!" She lets go of me and quickly moves jumping into her moms arms. " I love you sweety very much and please show Jasmine those wonderful princess manners you have, and I will be home later to give you your goodnight kiss," Tawnya sweetly tells her daughter giving her a big hug. " I love you to mommee, I will, Jazzy is my fay vor it," she tells her not sure how to pronounce favorite but she gives it her best try. " If you need anything please don't hesitate to call me," she huffs setting T down " I swear if she gets any bigger I won't be able to pick her up anymore," she giggles.

" We will be okay here I promise, plus me and T can have that tea party now," I say smiling down at her as she hugged my leg. " You should probably get going so your not late," I bellow out seeing that it was now six forty five. " Oh my goodness your right!" Tawnya shrieks realizing what time it was now too. " Bye girls I will see you both later," she said, rushing out the door.

" So what would you like to do now?" I asked Tasha. " Finish movie and then tea party," she quietly says walking back over to the spot she was sitting in before. She glances back at me smiling, then turning her attention back to the movie. I stride over to the love seat plopping down. She was watching Barbie and the Pop Star Princess. I actually liked this one. We both sat there not saying another word watching the movie. When the credits started rolling Tasha quickly jumped to her feet speeding down the hallway to her room. Soon reapppearing with her small tea set carefully placing eat piece on the coffe table. " Would you like to have cookies with our tea?" I ask her, seeing her face light up at the mention of cookies. " Yes! Yes!" she squeals out at me. Laughing at how excited she was. " Okay you finish setting everything up and I will go grab us some yummy cookies really fast from the kitchen," my voice softly tells her.

Shuffling through the pantry when I here the door bell ring. I pause momentarlily thinking that I really didn't hear it and continue to search for the chocolate cookies I know Tasha loves. When I hear her small voice yell out to me that someone was at the door as I hear the door bell ring again followed by someone lightly knocking on the door. We hadn't order dinner yet and Tawnya never mentioned anyone that was suppose to stop by. I start to panic, thinking he must have figured out where I was. My heart hammering in my chest as I make my way over to the front door. T coming out of the livingroom to see who was there. I quietly peer through the peep hole, only to see that no one was standing there. Confused I look back at T and then through the peep hole one more time. But still no one was standing on the porch. Taking in a deep breath I open the door very slowly peeking out between the small gap. When I notice  out of the corner of my eye, a medium size white box, wrappped with a beautiful baby blue bow on the concrete porch attached to ribbon was a note with my name on it written in cursive.