i_thought_she_knew

Chris closed his notebook that lay on the dining room table. His eyes wet with tears, his mind loaded with the memories of the night and how terribly it all happened.

*~* Flashback *~*

*Knock�Knock*

Chris scrambled to straighten out his nice black suit. He passed by a full-length mirror and stopped to have a look. His black short hair was spiked upwards and his brown eyes sparkling in the light. He gave a slight smile and opened the door and gave himself another reason to get out of bed.
Chrissy looked up and captured Chris�s gaze. They smiled a shy cute smile at the same time and Chris took her hand leading in.
�You look great,� Chris complimented. �I�ve never seen somebody as pretty as you.�
Chrissy looked down at her black sleeve-less dress with her black sandals and her hair up in a bun. She felt like her eyes had stars in them.
�Why don�t we have dinner,� Chris asked snapping out of his dream. �I made your favorite.�
�You did,� Chrissy gasped. �Spaghetti and white wine.�
Chris led Chrissy to the table and sat her down.

*~* End Flashback *~*

�You are so stupid� Chris thought. He thought one more time about the night as he started another heavy crying session.

*~* Flashback *~*

�Dinner was great,� Chrissy said pushing Chris off her body. �Where is that movie?�
�Right here,� Chris said putting it in the VCR. �Let�s snuggle.�
Chris sat down and Chrissy curled her body up next to his and covered them up with a gray valor blanket.
�Chris,� Chrissy said softly rubbing his chest with her finger.
�Mmm Hmm,� Chris mumbled.
�I love you,� Chrissy said.
Chris was shocked inside. He looked at the TV and thought, �WHAT?!�
A few minutes past and Chris still hadn�t said anything.
�Chris, what are you thinking,� Chrissy asked. �You haven�t said much in a few minutes and the movie stopped already.�
�I�m not thinking much,� Chris said starring blankly ahead.
�Don�t you love me,� Chrissy asked getting upset. She jumped off the couch and threw the blanket at him. She started for the door. �That�s it Chris! This isn�t the first time that I have spilled my feelings for you and again, I get nothing in return. I think you just keep me around for the free sex and dinner. All you do is take me for granted.�
�Chrissy please don�t go,� Chris begged. �Please. I�m sorry.�
�Then tell me you love me,� Chrissy demanded.
�Chrissy,� Chris called. �Please� I can�t say it.�
�Then I can�t stay,� Chrissy said walking out the door.

*~* End Flashback *~*

Chris found himself rubbing the round lip on his wineglass with his head resting on his arm and tears dripping down. He got up and heavily walked to his bedroom and stripped down to nothing. He stood alone and depressed in the shower. �Why can�t I just say it? I do mean it. Taking her for granted� that�s the last thing I would do.� Chris thought.
Chris dressed in his flannel pajamas and climbed under the cold, lonely sheets with heavy eyes and an even heavier heart, he drifted off to sleep.