Chapter Ten - Into the arms

Although the sun was sneaking behind the gray clouds in the morning of June 31st and there was a cold breeze taking the temperature to the lowest levels on the beach, she was always keeping me warm.
Jessika was a very active girl and nothing stopped around her because of that. Always things happened around us.
As Jessika and I reached the forest during the evening, we climbed a whole mountain running with our backpack until we found an empty cottage and we stopped by to check if anybody was there. But no one lived there apparently.
My love... it seems we have a cottage house in the forests to spend the time with our children and the nature. she laughed about the things she said
Yes, Jess. yes. And there is even a fire place there. Unfortunately it doesn't seem to work. I pointed to the back of the room.
I might fix it. she said
Well I don't know how to do it. I was sincere but and inutile man, I felt like a stupid of a kind.
When she set the fireplace up she started to wipe the place next the fireplace out. I brought some sticks and firewood she lit it up. Then she got from her backpack a blanket and putted on the floor carefully. That night we talked a lot and ate chocolate and drank wine.
I missed to have a close friend. she claimed. All of my friends don't like much action and my best friends always were guys, you know..
I remember when she stared fixed at the window and the trees outside in the dark. For a second she was so far distant I thought she wasn't there anymore
Stay. I asked
She suddenly looked at me a little bit confused and then she smiled softly and came into my arms. We stood the whole night embraced in the cottage. Her perfume stucked in my cloathes like the scent of the most beautiful flower.
Nowadays every time I smell that T-shirt I pretend to feel her perfume.. well, sometimes I don't know exactly how.. but I feel. It makes me feel really good.

Chapter Nine - Special

That wasn't right. I'd felt different in that moment. Different from the beginning.. I felt I had the chance to give that special person something special back into her arms. Back into her heart.
Jessika Parkson was not just different. I gotta tell you. She was so much more than that. Have you ever known someone who is totally fair and sincere? Someone who really does not lie and someone who really shows that does not need it, just because it does not make part of her life? She was someone who helped blind people to cross the streets; climbed the trees to take the kitten out of danger; gave her seat in the bus to old or handicapped people to rest; seek to live with the truth. Have you ever met someone who makes you feel comfortable, or make you feel special? Some who makes your life seems worthwhile, ya know? Meaningful? Well, she didn't have super powers. She was very normal. Yet the most special human being I ever met.
In June 30th, Jessika amazed me with the idea of camping next to the coast. I haven't got any idea of how camping. I was that types of guy that never went in big adventures with family into the woods. But she said that was not the type of girl that hadn't got guts to bear one night out into the wild, actually she said that she loved the times she did that with her cousins. Well, I had no other reaction.
Yes, sure. I responded.
What time do I pick you up? she asked me.
I should ask you that. he said.
Com'on we are not a couple we are big close friends. At 6 sharp I will be there!
and she laughed magically.
After I hang up the phone I could imagine she dancing in her living room with Edward and Jacob, eating dog food and walking naked through the corridors.
I never could figure out how she got me like that. I used to never believe in love.

Chapter Eight - Someone

Perhaps I got some complaints about my aging. That's what she tried to convince me that night: June 16.

We were walking the dogs out on the streets and she said

well... I can't believe you miss that. Come on that is not something for people missing.

She was totally stupefied when I told her that.

You are not even old, come on. You are so full of shit. :)

Ok, let's get back to you. Have you ever missed anything? - I really thought it was waste of time keep talking about me.

Well. I miss some people and some things, but I think everyone does, ya know..

Like who and what? - I got nervous with that affirmative actually.

My family is one of the things, my brother, sometimes mom. but she is annoying. - she laughed.

What else?

Someone. A guy who I met travelling, we stood one year together but we never saw each other again.

When she told me that I felt two things simultaneously:

First: shit she got someone else in her mind.
Second: I want to comfort her. I really wanna give her love.

Chapter Seven - For my heart's sake

You know that person that is unforgettable? Do you know one? I believe this kind of person just appears once or twice in front of your eyes. She wasn't just an ordinary  woman.

Her name was Jessica Parkson, she was born in Toronto. 23 years old and a vegetarian with young spirit and great creativity. Jessika was the type of girl that everyone would stare at as she passes. A good joker and a very good listener too. She loves riding bikes and eating dog food in the morning along with her dogs Edward and Jacob. One of her passions was stretching half naked through the corridors at her apartments during the morning. Another one quite uncommon was having coffee as she pee.  It seems gross, but gross never matched with Jessica. She was so cute there... Anyways, the music was part of her life, constantly. Even when she read newspaper, she listened mp3 while she normally shake her feet lay on the sofa.

In the day after dancing with her I woke up with the head in the clouds. I took my handbag. my car  keys and I even recited Shakespeare in a Physic's classroom.

Well, it is difficult to find someone who makes you feel younger again. On the edge of my thirty years old I could feel that brighter than anyone. And she was the one.

Chapter Six - Music

What do you think about people that love animals?
I myself admire it. It's a Nobel attitude. And obviously she had it. She got two pets:  Edward and Jacob.  Two dogs. Edward because the vampire guy from twilight. The dog really likes ketchup. And Jacob because the other one is Edwards enemy. Jacob is always picking stupid fights with Edward.
She was very excited when she told me that.
And I was perspiring watching her playing with Edward and Jacob.
She did popcorn and she showed me all her long plays.
She loved The Beatles and she loved rock.
Therefore, I loved rock and I started to love my actual music nightmare The Beatles.
Hey, I can't believe. We got a song already. Oh, I am so certain we are gonna marry.
When she said that I froze my stomach and maybe I blushed again.
I am joking mr. - she laughed out loud seeing my reaction. -  Let me show you!
When the music started she jumped on the sofa and started to swing and dance.
"he's gotta ticket to ride.. He's gotta ticket to ride.. but she don't care" woah see mr.
it's our song!
Yes, it seems to be. - I answer in a normal way.
She tried to catch me to dance and drag me to the centre of her living room but I was avoiding doing something idiot. I didn't want to mess it all up.. I was all worried.
No Jessica please I am a disaster. I cant..
Come mr. can't.
But when I was refusing to dance the song was over and another started like in those classic romantic movies that I hate. It was something from the Beatles..
we hugged each other instinctively.
And we danced close like in a ball party.
Even Edward and Jacob lay in the carpet and watched us quietly.
Oh buddies I also even miss you two.
I hate music.

Chapter Five - Collision

Imagine if you are depressed because of someone you just can't get off from your head.
When it happens there are always two options that comes to your head:
First -  you  think about  having a well planned suicide.
You never do it because you say to yourself you find stupid people who get themselves killed by their own hands. But you are just afraid of dying anyways.
Second - you think about buying chocolate, wine and renting some romance
You always choose this one because it's likely more easy to deal with. This is a ritual of internal death. You try to think it's just as worse as suicide because eventually in addition to the suffering  you will gain some weight and become a dumbass fat man.
In other words you are a loser.
Although sometimes things happen to change its course a little bit.
I was about to take the Ice Cream when that beautiful nuts hit me in the ass with her bags.
Woz up fella? Jessika was indeed more beautiful than ever.
Good... I mean... good to see you. - I am so.... stupid. - how are you doing?
I am fine. But apparently you are not. - I got scarred wondering if she could read my mind. -
Ice cream, chocolates and movies. Did anyone let you down or kick you out? I mean in the butt..  - she laughed smiling at me curious.
No, not actually. - I looked down to the ice cream searching for what was written in the label "for losers that fall in love". but fortunately I didn't find it.
I got an idea stranger. Wanna come over i got some good films? What is that you have? - she took the movie covers from my bag. - I can't believe, what is it? Titanic and Love Actually? I am serious stranger we gotta work this out.

Chapter Four - A city named Nowhere

When she was about to go away I asked.
You live here? I blushed I could imagine my face now.
Yes.  College holds me here and.. friends.
You weren't born here... - I tried to keep conversation.
No. I am not American. I breed some bears in my backyard, eh.
she laughed and she was the cutest Canadian I ever met.
ok. I see you around city boy. She tapped  my arm, blinked her hazel eyes and went away.
Departing is always deadly when it involves love. Have you ever felt that?
Feeling as you cannot live, breathe, exist anymore.
Feeling as you will never forget it.
Feeling as your only company will be yourself and your painful thoughts.
Feeling as something is missing.
Feeling as you were forced to get down on your knees and cry.
Well, these are the symptoms.

Chapter Three - Souvenir

As soon as the cars stopped she looked at me still laughing while I was staring at her eyes.
I could probably stay there forever.
Her skin was white as snow and her hazel eyes  colorful.
She suddenly hugged me really strong for some seconds.
I was just being hugged astonished. I felt like a retarded when I caressed her hair.
The question is how she managed to be so perfect?
Then she got her head out of my chest and held my head with her two handed thick gloves.
Totally unusual and unexpected, anyone would say that.
She said thank you for the riding, smiling at me.
I said don't mention and I shake her hand like a retarded.
She smiling looked at me and then my gloves.
I and she got off from the platform and went downstairs off the rollercoaster. Her friends were just behind us talking about the exciting ride they had just had.
I was looking down, thinking  and following towards the next play in the park when she screamed.
Stranger. I am so glad for the ride, serious. I was looking around to check whether it was really me.
She got close and asked. Can I have a souvenir?
What? I stupidly asked while she was looking at my pockets.
The gloves, I mean... they are kind of cute.
Oh,  I see. I took off my hands out of the pockets.  That's ok.
I took one of them  out of my hands and while I was taking the other one she said.
No. It's cold, keep it. I might remember you just with one of these.
And she laughed.

Chapter Two - This is magic

Have you ever fallen in love with someone just by looking at this person's eyes?

I guess yes, you might had.
Then, you had felt that little dizzy feeling and your legs started to tremble or you just felt as you had forgotten the order of the words.
These are symptoms.
But the question is have this person become your lover?
When the rollercoaster started and we were riding upwards to the highest point of it. She started shouting and repeating oh my god oh my god, breathe breathe.
I was not even in the park in that moment. She was beautiful with that weird toque. And I realized that if that weird toque did her seem beautiful anything there would work  great in hear cute curly blond hair.
She talked to me when we were about to go way down.
I am so scared. Beg your pardon. Jessica.  Can I hold onto you ?
She didn't wait an answer she just took my gloves and held it strong,
Jessica. What a good name to be heard...
I could use her voice as a ring phone, repeating Jessica all day long.

Chapter One - Rollercoaster

I may never see her again  but I remember.

When we met each other we're about to ride a rollercoaster.
I saw her before she arrived in the line. She and two friends.
But she was shining in that day, just like the others we spent together.
Certainly, she was someone you would recognize in a crowded place of a thousand people.
She was her own star.
We eventually had to sit next when they called more people for the ride because she wanted to go in the front cars and her friends didn't.
That was another quality. She loved to take risks. Just like me.
She asked me if was ok to grab a sit there beside me.
I was speechless as far as I remember.
I responded " nothing" I don't know why.
I felt pathetic and I blamed my stupid attitude until everything was set to start the ride.
In that moment, my heart chose to give a shot for love and let it rides me until the end.