Chucky
Getting back to the clubhouse a bit later, I lay there thinking about her. She seems to consume most of my thoughts these days. I’ve never been that hung up on a chick before and I am not sure how to act about.
I absolutely hate the fact that she now works at a strip club. But if I tell her she has to quit, she will see me as a control freak, so instead I settle for making sure I am the one picking her up every night and making sure she gets home safely. She has no idea how beautiful she is and the effect she has on any man that looks at her.
She’s been talking a lot more about wanting to go back to school. Only, the school she wants to go to isn’t even in this state. It’s apparently back in her hometown in lower Alabama where part of her family on her dad’s side is living.
I’m part of the main chapter here in North Mississippi now, so I am not sure how she and I could possibly see each other. She may not be planning to see me again anyway. I know we have had a good time together, but she has never admitted that she loves me. She’s never openly talked about a future with me at all.
I don’t want to tell her I am in love with her, only for her to tell me she doesn’t feel the same. If and when she gets ready to leave, I’ll let her go because it’s what she wants. As long as she is happy, that is all that matters to me.