It was the beginning of fall. My parents agreed to make another meet-up. The day, the day I will always remember. The date was September the 3rd. That day my parents agreed to let me and my future husband meet again. We agreed to meet at 9 am at the same restaurant and at the same table that we were sitting at the first time we have met.
The wait before we could meet was difficult I was nervous. I was thinking about every single detail of what I should or would say, I was thinking about what to wear and how to act, but I couldn't calm my mind and I went with the flow. The night before our meet up I was super excited and both at the same time anxious. I was excited to meet him and see his beautiful face again, but at the same time anxious, because I didn't know if he will show up. I calmed myself down and went to bed. The sleep was terrible and I ended up not sleeping well.
Finally, the day came to meet him. I woke up super early of the excitement, but I was super tired. It was around 6 am when I have woken up. I took a shower and I shaved my whole body, exfoliated, and used very good smelling shampoo to wash my hair, my body wash smelled like watermelon and my perfume smelled like spring. I made myself breakfast and some coffee to feel less tired. I went into my room to do my makeup. The original plan to put my makeup was a simple brown eyeshadow and neutral lips, but the way took a turn and I ended up with red lips. I mean I wasn't mad at it at least it turned great and I liked it. I dressed very simply.
I left my home a half-hour before the meet-up. While my dad was driving me to the restaurant and felt more and more nervous. As we drove closer and closer to the restaurant I felt more and more anxious. We have driven halfway to where we were supposed to meet and I thought about itif it was a good idea to meet again and I wanted to cancel our meet-up. I wanted my dad to stop the car so I could get some fresh air, but we didn't stop. I was at the restaurant fifteen minutes early. I peeked thru the window to see if he was there and he was. He didn't notice me, but I saw that he was super nervous and shaky.
I have finally decided to go inside. I went in and he as soon as he saw me stood up. He came up to me and greeted me. Then he led me to where he was sitting and sat me down. He was still shaking, but he didn't seem that nervous.
I didn't want it to be unpleasant and I said:
"Hey, I am so glad to meet you again," my voice wasn't shaking surprisingly.
As on the other hand, he said with his shaking voice:
"Hi, I am excited and nervous to be here," he said, as he always has been looking into my eyes.
I saw that he was looking around so much that I got confused and concerned. I wanted to ask why or what is happening. And then I saw his face. His face went all white and had no pink colour. I thought he has seen a ghost or something like that, but when he looked at me with a scared face. He quickly stood up, gathered his things, and grabbed me by the arm. When I realized what was happening while we were running to his car. I noticed, that he has a very nice car, I didn't know if the car was his or his dad's, but at that moment I didn't care.
We quickly got in the car and he locked the door, he makes sure I put on my seat belt and said to me:
"I am sorry for what is happening right now, but I will make sure that you won't be hurt anywhere," While he was telling me, he started the car, and we quickly left.
I didn't know what to say, I thought being quiet was my safest option, but on the other hand, I had so many questions.
I asked him with a very weak and scared voice: "Could you tell me where are we going and what is happening," As I begin to worry more and more.
He replied:
"I will tell you, but right now you have to call your mom and tell her that you will be with me for a while and don't say what is happening right now, say that everything is okay," he seemed very angry, but everything he said was so calming and gentle.
One moment after he was nervous again, but he made sure I was okay. I didn't know what was happening and I was pretty nervous my mind was in different places and I got more nervous by the minute. I saw that he didn't want anybody to get hurt or anything bad happening. I was sitting in his car and looking around and at first, I didn't notice anything strange, but I had a very concerned feeling like someone is watching us. And then I noticed that we are getting followed by three same cars. It was Mercedes-Benz G 350 model car, the car windows were blacked and I couldn't see who was sitting in those cars.
I got a lot more nervous, started shivering and my hands went cold. The car seemed very cold. He noticed that I was cold and shivering, but didn't get angry, he just told me to get a blanket that is under the seat to keep me warm.
I asked him again:
'' Could you tell me what is going on? Why there are three cars following us and why does it look like we are in a lot of trouble?" I said angrily.
He replied:
'' My uncle is in the mafia and those cars are his, he wants to meet you, but he isn't very polite and if somebody says something he doesn't like the person is gone,'' He said, but he didn't seem that nervous anymore.
I didn't know where he was going and didn't want to ask, because he seemed angry.
Then he said again:
''I think we lost them, but not for long because he always finds his way to find something or somebody if he needs to,'' While he was saying this his voice was a lot calmer than before.
He pulled over at the nearest gas station to look around and call his dad to tell him what was happening.
Not long after we got out of the car my mom called and said:
''Hi sweety, I hope you are safe with him, his dad called and explained what is happening and we are hoping that you will get home soon,'' She was talking in a concerned voice.
I didn't know why my mom would call me sweety and don't get mad at us, but I was so scared. I was still shaking even I have walked around. I decided to go up to him to as if he was okay and if there is something that I can do. I didn't even manage to turn around and go up to him to ask and I felt his hand around my waist like he was hugging me from behind.
He said with his sweet voice:
'' I am so sorry for what was happening earlier, but right now we are okay and my uncle went home to talk to my dad. Could you turn around so I could hold you in my hands?'' He said.
He didn't seem nervous anymore, so I turned around. As soon as I turned he hugged me, and the hug was so comforting and warm, that I relaxed and felt safe in his hands.
We stood there for about five to ten minutes before he asked me again:
'' Are you sure you are okay? Can I get you something to drink or eat?'' He asked.
I said:
'' I am okay don't worry, but what are we going to do now?'' I asked.
He seemed to be very happy to hear that I was okay and he hugged me even tighter and closer to him. And this time I felt safer than I have felt before. I smelled his cologne, the smell was splendid and enchanting. The cologne made him look more manly and it made me feel safer. I didn't know why his cologne was so entrancing, but I liked it and I didn't want to smell anything other than his cologne. We were standing there like two idiots that have fallen deeply in love and didn't see another human being besides each other.