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The Story of Mickia Elmore 9/18/2010

This is the story of the only (at time of writing) girl I have ever loved. She had,
probably, more influence on my life than anyone else. Had I not known her, I would have
probably been a completely different person, for better or worse. This is the most
personal story I have, and also the most important story I have ever written, or told.
!!", #no$ville, Tennessee, I%m fourteen, and I receive my first kiss at a skating
rink, after asking out my first girlfriend (which I wrote on a card, since I was too shy to
say it in person). It was nothing special, &ust a peck on the lips, and to be honest I don%t
even think I en&oyed it all that much, but it felt wonderful to finally get some physical
affection from a female. The following week, she breaks up with me, because I am too
shy, I think she said was the problem. I felt kind of bummed, but it wasn%t like I became
attached within a week. This isn%t the girl this story is about though'
So, I go over to my friend (randale )lmore%s house, because at the time we use to
play *intendo +, a lot at his house. -uring the (very short) time I was with my first
girlfriend, his sister (.ickia) started flirting with me, trying to kiss me and whatnot. I
told her I had a girlfriend at the time, and I wouldn%t cheat (and I have never cheated on a
girlfriend to this day) on her. I had known her and her brother for about two years at this
point, and while I never hung out with her aside from a few times she used to lay in my
lap as we played *+,, I did meet her first, and she introduced me to (randale.
/ppro$imately "000, I was walking through the trailer park (1eah, I used to live
in a trailer park, fuck you) where I used to live, and this girl who had &ust recently moved
in stopped me. She asked me where I was going, and I told her I was headed to my
house, and she asked 23an I come45 Seemed kind of weird, but I told her she could, so
we went through the woods (it%s a shortcut) to my house. There, my friend -oug, was
playing my 6laystation I think. I assume I introduced them, and we chatted or something,
fuck I can%t recall that shit, but eventually she went to get her brother. So, he shows up,
and he is one weird dude, he has an afro7es8ue poofy hairstyle, and it looks like he is
wearing lipstick (I believe it was chapstick). 9hen they leave my friend -oug says,
referencing (randale, 29hat the fuck was that45 or something like that, haha.
:ne interesting tidbit of info, before I continue to the more pertinent part of the
story. /bout a few months, maybe weeks, of me meeting them, .ickia tried to play with
my cocker spaniel .a$, who didn%t like strangers. He bit into her cheek, and she ran
throughout the house, with blood pouring from her mouth. ;ater, I &okingly started
calling her Triple ., .a$ .outh .ickia.
So, anyway, after I break up with the first girl, or rather she breaks up with me' I
go back over to (randale%s house to play games with him. .ickia starts flirting with me
again, but despite me being single, I don%t go for it. It%s hard to recall e$actly why I
didn%t, because I know I felt lonely back then, but maybe it was &ust shyness. I have a
bad problem with social an$iety, so it is hard for me to deal with situations that make me
feel vulnerable around people. 9ell, I think I was looking for an e$cuse to get her to kiss
me, so I didn%t have to open myself up. She asked me 2So, are you still dating that one
girl5 and I say 2*o5. She leans in to kiss me, and this time I don%t stop her.
So, I start visiting 2(randale5 more often, and one thing I forgot to mention was
the fact that I moved out of the trailer park not long after I met them, so now I am
actually riding a bike like twenty minutes out to see them. .ickia starts putting her head
on my body at different places, &oking about finding the most comfortable place to put
her head, until she gets to my penis. This was ama<ingly se$y to me, because at the time
I was very unpopular at school, and girls weren%t in to me, and here this girl is already
getting dirty with me. 9e also sneaked kisses while (randale and I were playing games
together, at one point he said 2I saw that.5 :ne time I went in to try a =rench kiss which I
had never done before, and was nervous about trying, but as soon as I was reaching my
tongue out she had already pulled back from the peck. She must have seen this, because
she immediately came back and gave me my first ever =rench kiss, and it was incredible.
=rom then on, we =rench kissed all the time.
:ne day, we make this kind of date plan where we will go to that skate rink where
I met my first girlfriend. It will be me, her, her brother (randale, my friend .icky, and
.icky>s sister. .icky is talking to her about being with me, and she basically came out
and said that she would be willing to have se$ with me. This made me feel good about
myself, but it also made me very nervous. I admit, I can be a big pussy about stuff like
this, the idea of se$ made me feel naked and vulnerable? what if I did it wrong4 9hat if I
wasn%t good4 I also found out something kind of disturbing' see, I assumed she was
thirteen years old, but she wasn%t, she was ten@ =ucking insane isn%t it4 I found out more
news' I thought she was a virgin still too, but she wasn%t, she had already had se$ with
my friend .icky.
Here is another interesting tidbit of info, .icky comes to me one day, probably a
few months before me and .ickia get involved, and tells me he has lost his virginity. I
don%t remember if I even took him seriously, but I said 2/wesome@ ;et%s go tell
(randale@5 and he sounds reluctant to go tell (randale about it. /t the time, I thought it
was because he didn%t want to spread a bunch of lies to everyone, but now I think it%s
kind of funny.
So, .icky and I, and I think his older sister (she is a month older than me, I
believe) go into the woods to talk about stuff. He kind of talks me into this deal where
we take turns having se$ with .ickia, and I kind of accepted into it, and I%m not sure
why at the time, I guess I &ust wanted to have se$ and lose my virginity, and didn%t think
past that. So, we go back to his house, and .icky%s sister goes and talks to .ickia. She
comes back, and is kind of laughing, and says 2she thinks you guys are in love5. This
made me feel like a total douche bag.
9e finally head off to the skating rink. I think I bought everyone a slice of pi<<a
to eat and told them owed me for it e$cept .ickia, but to this day I don%t think the
assholes ever paid me back. 9ell, I was new to dating, and to be honest, .ickia and I
weren%t officially dating, so I start hugging up on my e$7girlfriend%s sister who is there.
9e &ust did this as friends, so I didn%t think it was a big deal at the time, but .ickia was
pissed about it, and told .icky%s sister that she was over me. I tried to apologi<e the
whole night, but she would have none of it. 9hen we went home, I spent the night at
.icky%s house. I think that night was the first night I ever truly cried, that was when I
first cried because I knew I was in love, and I fucked it up.
The ne$t morning, .icky and I go hang out in the woods. :ver a period of time,
we had built a kind of clubhouse out there, complete with a couch and bed. .ickia met
us out there, but she wouldn%t talk to me again. I think her and .icky started flirting,
which hurt my feelings, so I went to leave and started crying again. /s I was leaving,
.icky tried to stop me from leaving, saying he would stop, but I &ust had to go home.
The one great thing in my life was gone.
I should say, a lot of the things about this story are hard to keep in chronological
order, and in fact, some of what I%m saying may have happened a little differently than I
remember, so it%s really hard to remember what e$actly happened ne$t. Somewhere
around this time summer hit, and I use to visit my father wherever he was living for three
months. He moved a lot, so I got to visit a lot of spectacular places. ;ast year it was San
-iego, 3alifornia, and this year it was /lbu8uer8ue, *ew .e$ico. I dyed my hair
(blonde) for the first time, on this vacation. So, anyway, I went back to Tennessee@ I was
living on the #no$ville border, but .ickia A (randale were living on the other side, in
.aynardville, Tennessee. =or those of you who have seen Inglourious (asterds, that is
where ;t. /ldo Baine is from.
So, one day I head back to the trailer park. .ickia is there, and she says I look
silly with my blonde hair, and told me I should dye it pink. This isn%t really pertinent to
the story, but this is when she started talking to me again, I believe. / few days later,
maybe weeks, hell maybe a month, I can%t remember this shit, she is hanging out with a
friend. /s we are all talking, we both look at each other and kiss. Her friend asks 2-o
you guys know each other45 :ur response4 2*o'5.
Something I forgot to mention, not long after we first 2broke up5 I moved further
away from the trailer park. 9e bought a house that was an hour and a half walk from it,
and .ickia used to brag about how much I loved her, because I would walk so far to see
her everyday. /nother detail I didn%t mention was that she talked me into going to church
with her, while I was religious at the time, I really &ust went to be with her. They got mad
about us sitting together, so sometimes she would sit in front of me, and we would stick
our hands out the window of the bus, so we could hold each other%s hand.
/nyway, we kind of started a trend of us breaking up and getting back together,
this happened a lot@ I think this was her nice way of not cheating on me, I think she
would break up with me, then fuck some guys, then get back with me, and never fuck me.
Cranted, it was my fault, I never asked for se$, I was too much of a coward. I really &ust
loved being with her, but I also wanted to make love to her too. Seems kind of corny, but
I really didn%t want to have se$ with her for pleasure, I &ust wanted to know what it would
feel like to share a vulnerable intimate moment with each other, going slow and looking
into each other%s eyes.
In around :ctober, still !!", an interesting situation came up. 9e weren%t dating
at the time, and .icky, her, me, and this other guy were all in the woods. Somehow, I
think .icky talked her into having se$ with me (since I was too chickenshit). She said
she would, but only if they were around' I dunno what that was about, but she later told
me she didn%t want to have se$ with me, because she loved me, which totally fucking
blew my mind. 9ell, we stripped down somewhat, and I pulled down my pants' the
first time I had ever done this in front of a woman, and I got on top of her. I should note
that the guys there were actually kind of 2keeping guard2, not really within view, so it%s
not like I e$posed myself to everyone. /nyway, I couldn%t get it up, and she wasn%t
helping. I went to =rench kiss her, and she bit my tongue so hard it hurt for a week after
that. -id I tell you she was cra<y4 She had actually randomly attacked me on various
occasions without any provocation. 9ell, it didn%t work out, so she got dressed and went
home.
3ute corny tidbit here, after visiting her I would sit on the steps of this church
waiting for my mother and step7father to pick me up. 9hile I was sitting there I would
pray to Cod, begging him to let us work, because I loved her so much. )very time I did
this, shit seemed to get worse, so maybe this is helped lead me to become an atheist.
9ell, shit got worse@ This guy, who used to go to the church we went to
sometimes (not the church I said beside though, a bus came and took us to a place called
Hines 3reek) would make fun of me for being with her. Ironically, it turns out not long
after he said this to me, she went and had se$ with him. (randale once told me that irony
was god%s &oke on humanity, he said .ark Twain said that, but I looked it up and found
no such 8uote. This really hurt my feelings, I felt crushed. I loved her so much, I was
taught you have se$ with those you love, but she was fucking other people, because she
loved me too much to have se$ with me.
Things got even worse after that, turns out while I was on my summer vacation,
she was sleeping with a guy I had met while we were first together. This wouldn%t be so
bad, e$cept she had gotten pregnant. Two days ago I was telling this story to a girl I had
&ust met on =acebook, because I was half7asleep and she was interested in my story, so I
finally spent about si$ hours telling her the whole thing, which if I was sober (me being
half7asleep is about the same as me being drunk) I wouldn%t have felt comfortable doing.
/nyway, not to go off on a tangent, but she asked me if I could change anything about
what had happened back then, would I4 I said 2not anymore5. 1ou see, at the time, I was
&ealous, I loved her so much I wanted to be the father of the baby? I imagined us happy
together, raising a kid together? it seemed romantic. I would feel loved? I would feel like
I was a part of something special. *ow, I reali<e that would have been a worse
predicament if it was mine. ;ast I heard, she was still trying to get child support from the
guy. /s it was, I held her in my arms despite the fact she was swollen pregnant with
another man%s child, and it didn%t change the fact that I loved her.
;ast day of !!", I go with my friend Doe (BI6) to a *ew 1ear%s )ve party, he
would always take me to parties, and I would always hate going, because I don%t like
being around people. I guess I &ust got so bored being alone, I would go anyway, even
though I knew they would suck. /nyway, while bored to shit there, I noticed .ickia was
at the party. /pparently, her brother (not (randale, she has another) was dating the girl
that lived there, so she tagged along. She danced with me there, it was the first time I had
danced with a girl before, but when I went in to kiss her, her brother pushed me. He
didn%t like me dating her. So, we went upstairs to hang out up there. The countdown
started, and we kissed at midnight !!.
=rom !! on, the story is mostly lost to me, but I remember a few sweet
moments we had though. She had come down with the cold, and told me not to kiss her,
but I said 2I don%t care, you are worth it to me.5 The ne$t day she called me, and I told
her I had gotten sick, so she said 2I told you5 to which I responded 2it was worth it.5 I
also didn%t tell her I loved her until !! I believe. :ne time, we were talking on the
phone and as we were getting off the phone I thought I heard her say it as I was putting
the phone down. I 8uickly picked the phone back up and said 2what did you say45 She
laughed and said 2never mind5 and I said 2no, tell me, I didn%t hear you5. She said 2I
love you5 and I responded 2I love you too5 and we hung up.
(y summer !!E, I was tired of the bullshit. .y father was living in =ort 9orth,
Te$as, my hometown, so I moved to live there permanently. 9hat I did wasn%t really a
nice thing, as we were dating at the time, but I moved there without calling her and
telling her I was leaving. She usually called me, because her parents hated me. :ne
tidbit I forgot to mention was that when we had gotten together for the first time, we were
getting back from a walk, and she gave me a big kiss before going inside, and her dad
saw it, and told me I wasn%t welcome back, from then on we had to hide seeing each
other, so we would only meet at church or in the woods. 9ell, once I got to Te$as, I
called her house and reached her other brother, and he said that she wasn%t staying there
anymore, so I never called again.
The whole time I was in Te$as, I never dated. I came close once, but I didn%t
really like the girl, so it didn%t pan out. I didn%t even kiss a girl while there. !!+ hits,
about /pril, and I miss .ickia? I had been thinking about her a lot. 1ou know, they say
you never appreciate something until it%s gone, but really I think we only remember the
good aspects. Sometimes you get it back, and reali<e it really wasn%t that great. I reali<e
(randale uses the internet a lot, so I google his name, and find some aliases of his. I
search those, and come across his email. I email him, and a few days later I get a
response. He tells me about how his life is going etc. and then we start talking on /I..
9ell, this story isn%t about him, so he gives me .ickia%s /I. account, but says she
doesn>t get on often. / few days later, I am on the internet, and 6:6 she appears online.
I message her, 2hey5. She responds back with a greeting of her own. I say 2guess who5
and she asks who it is. I say 2Creg5. Bight away she knows who it is (ironically though,
last I heard she was dating another guy named Creg) and says 2I miss you5.
9e start talking on the phone, and I find out she has a boyfriend she wants to get
married to, they met five months ago. I tell her that is a little soon to be thinking about
marriage. /t some point I kind of started pushing for us to possibly get back together, but
she said there was no more us, which was understandable, because I up7and7left her and
she finally moved on. This was the first time she loved a guy more than me, and I always
imagined her wanting to be back with me if we ever made contact again. In fact, I think
back in !! she had told me she wanted to marry me, so it kind of hurt knowing she
didn%t feel that way anymore. /t one point she started a E7way telephone conversation
involving her boyfriend, herself, and I, and I ended up cussing him out and hanging up
the phone. It was the first time I had ever had such a reaction.
Begardless, she still wanted to see me again, so I make plans to go back to
Tennessee. I had gotten pretty fat after I left Tennessee in !!E. I had gone up to about
!7E! pounds by the beginning of !!+. I had tried to lose weight a few times, but
done so unsuccessfully. However, before I went back to Tennessee I wanted to look good
for .ickia, so starting right after I talked with her to the day I left, I walked every single
day, like three times a day, and each walk was an hour long. I would &ust walk around
this little closed store sometimes (got 8uestioned by the cops twice because of that) and
walked around the neighborhood as well. I started drinking only diet drinks and healthy
food and probably only took in about a thousand calories a day. I dropped down to "FG
pounds by the time I had arrived. I even took pictures every month documenting this
process. Sometimes love can be a good and strong motivating factor for success.
Sometime between Duly "+ and "F of !!+, my step7brother and I head out there,
to stay with my step7father (his father), but he is &ust visiting, whereas I am moving down
there to stay. /s we are picking up (randale, .ickia and her boyfriend drive by us, and
we all stop, and she runs over to me and hugs me' it was a great moment. 9hen we got
back to the place (it was a different location than last time I lived in Tennessee) (randale
and I immediately headed off on a walk to his friend%s house. ;et%s &ust fast forward to
the fun part, this story is kind of a side7story which has nothing to do with .ickia at first,
but is interesting nonetheless.
It is dark out as we leave (randale%s friend%s house, so we decide to find a place to
sleep. (randale has a plan' there is this used car lot nearby we can sleep at, by climbing
into a car for the night, or we can find a better place to stay@ 9e will decide this by
flipping a 8uarter. Heads for car lot, or tails for other. It lands on heads, so we scout the
place for a decent car. It%s a very spooky place, so we say 2fuck the 8uarter5 and keep
trucking. 9e come to a church. 9e try to pass out on the front steps of it, but it%s
uncomfortable, luckily (randale notices a side7door, and it is unlocked@ 9e go inside the
church, and (randale puts his personal belongings down on a table or something in the
main room. 9e search the ad&acent rooms and find pillows. 9e notice a basement, and
the basement has the only window door in the entire church, which becomes important
fast, because as soon as we go down to investigate a cop drives by@
(randale looks straight at the cop, and he later told me the cop looked straight at
him, so he says 2fuck it5 (he didn%t actually say that by the way) and opens the door and
goes right up to the cop and starts talking. He tells the cop the whole story, and e$plains
that the door was unlocked, and we weren%t breaking in, we were &ust looking for a place
to stay. (randale always tells me he has good luck, and I always tell him I have bad luck,
but on this day, his luck prevailed' the cop checked our I-%s and gave us a ride home. I
should note, this was my first day back and I had actually forgotten the way back to my
house. /lso of note, (randale had asked his parents earlier if I could stay at his house, to
which they replied 2*o5. 9ell, that didn%t stop us from deciding to &ust have the cop
drop us off at his house anyway.
(randale decided some espionage7style shit was in order, and had me climb
through his window with a ladder that was outside. 9hile inside, his sister started talking
to him from her room, I guess they have thin walls (which becomes potentially disturbing
a month later). She asks, 2when will you see Creg again45 or something to that effect,
and I come up with a plan. He walks into .ickia%s room with me hiding behind him, and
does a 2tah dah5 style introduction for me, which results in her running over to me and
giving me a huge hug. He then goes back to his room, and we spend the rest of the night
talking. 9e then start flirting, and then we start making out. She tells me that even
though she is with the other guy she wants to marry, that 2this &ust feels right5. 9e pass
out, with me holding her in my arms, the first time I ever literally (still not metaphorical
yet) slept with a girl.
I wake up, and hear a lawnmower, it%s her mother outside. I 8uickly sneak over to
(randale%s room, and he is sleeping nude' ugh. I wake him up eventually, and we head
outside, he said we might as well tell his mother I had to stay due to circumstances. /s
soon as we walk outside, she is furious. She always seemed like a real bitch to me, one
time I called (randale and she told me to never call her house again. /nyway, she asks
where I slept, and (randale says I slept in his room. There was one problem though,
(randale didn%t lock his door, and his mother came in his room while he was asleep, and
of course' I wasn%t in there@ So he says this, 2Creg slept on the floor' in .ickia%s
room5. 9ell, that went over as well as one would imagine an obvious bullshit lie like
that would, and she starts saying how his father was going to kick my ass or something.
9e decided to do some chores for her, in hopes she would calm down, and I guess it went
pretty well, as I didn%t get my ass kicked when the father came home, in fact, he gave me
a ride back to my house.
/ugust "!, !!+, I am applying at places to try to find some work. I also try this
new energy drinkHsoft drink hybrid called Iault. I%m :3-, I &ust like mentioning
impertinent details@ ;ater that night I head to (randale%s house, we have this plan to
camp outside his house. 9ell, when I get there his parents bitch about it, so it doesn%t
work out, and I don%t have a ride home. I pretend like I do, and .ickia and I make plans
to meet outside when her parents go to bed. /s I perambulate the area outside her house,
it starts to rain. Sounds retarded, but I think I even begged god (whom I didn%t really
believe in anymore at the time, as I was in my agnostic stage) for me and .ickia to
finally make love that night, as I walked in the rain. I had earlier told .ickia on the
phone that I didn%t want to have se$ when she was still with that guy, and I wanted it to
be special when it happened' ohh, I didn%t mention, she had &ust broken it off with that
guy.
=inally, I saw a flashlight, .ickia was in a coat, and came down to meet me. 9e
walked and talked for a bit, and then we grabbed each other and kissed as the rain fell on
us. I don%t remember if it was that romantic of a moment or not, but I was &ust glad to
kiss her while she wasn%t with some other guy. She decided to sneak me into her house
again, as I had done the previous time, but this time I was even more nervous about it,
and I get nervous very easily. 9e went to her room, and due to our clothes being
soaking, was a good e$cuse to strip down. She had nothing but a shirt on, and she
climbed on to her bed, while I only had my underwear on. *ow, I know everyone gets
nervous their first time, but this time the se$ wasn%t what made me nervous, it was the
fact that her parents would effing kill me if they discovered us.
I crawled on top of her, and we kissed a little, and I took her shirt off, and now she
was fully nude. I kind of gave her the signal that I wasn%t 8uite erect yet, and she asked
2do you need some help45 I sat back, and slipped my underwear off, and she leaned
forward on her bed, and started going down on me. I couldn%t feel a thing because I was
so nervous, but it looked fucking ama<ing. In my head I was thinking 2Holy fucking shit,
I%m actually getting a blow&ob@5 /fter a while, she wanted me to continue on to
penetration, so I crawled back on top of her and'. immediately went flaccid again. She
started sucking on me again, and I tried again for se$ual intercourse, but no dice. She
tried to mount me, in hopes that would work, to which it didn%t. She then asked me if I
had erectile dysfunction. I told her I &ust didn%t feel comfortable, because I was in an
unwelcome house. 9e sat and talked for a while, played around, and did a little groping.
She got up and went to the mirror, and I followed her, rubbing my penis up against her
butt. I held her, and rubbed around her body, but felt too shy still to touch near her
breasts, so she put her hands on mine, and lead them there, and I s8uee<ed her breasts.
.ood killing tidbit, when I stood up, I felt something wet on my penis' I looked down
and the dog had &ust licked my penis, so technically I got two blow&obs in one night@
1eah, it was kinda' gross or weird, but it%s not like I put peanut butter on my dick and
lead him to it.
9ell, eventually we got back on the bed, and I was able to calm down enough,
and get my penis erect. I crawled on top of her, and we started going at it. I heard her
say something to the effect of 2I can%t believe we waited five years for this@5 *ow,
without proper conte$t, that could be seen pe&oratively, but she meant it in a good way,
and it made me feel good. She made the se$iest noise when I first put my penis into her,
I can%t even e$plain it, it was like a moan in a very low (but high7pitched) voice, but it
turned me on so much. Then she would kiss on my bicep as I made love to her. Her bed
wasn%t very stable, and it kept slamming into the wall, luckily she had music on loud, so I
guess no one would notice how noisy we were. /t one point her speakers were rocking
back and forth, and it looked like they might fall over. She scratched my back to hell,
and I had marks the ne$t day, but I found it arousing. I kept trying to get her to look into
my eyes, but she would only glance, and then look away. I tried going slow a few times,
but she didn%t seem to en&oy it as much, so I usually &ust went faster. I eventually got
tired, and asked if she wanted to be on top, but she said her vagina went dry, so we
stopped. I didn%t orgasm, but I still loved it. She said we lasted for an hour and a half.
9e got dressed, and she brought me some kool7aid, then she lied down on my lap. She
had school the ne$t morning, so I had to go. I had brought a camera, and we took a few
pictures from that day I lost my virginity, and I snapped one, before leaving, of her, and
then I left.
9hile she was si$teen at the time, and I was nineteen, what happened was not
illegal. There is a four year law in Tennessee, so as long as the age difference is less than
four years apart, it is legal to have se$ with an underage girl. *e$t month I think was
when I finally got the pictures developed, and I loved being able to look at her in
pictures. The only thing I was upset about was that I let (randale take a picture of us,
and it turned out very crappy. It was way too far back, and everything looked dark.
9ait, wait' there was one very important detail I forgot to mention. /s I left her
house, her dog followed me. I walked for four hours in the ran, wearing soggy clothing?
my toes had become water7logged, sore, and were bleeding. /t about + /... I reached
the place where one of my friend%s was working with his uncle, and I passed out in his
car' the dog had followed me the entire trip. His uncle gave me a ride home, and I went
to sleep at my friend%s house. I woke up and my step7father was telling me about her
mother calling, leaving threatening phone messages. The dog was gone, and unless they
got it back, they would take legal action. This scared me at the time, because I didn%t
know about the four year law, so I thought that could come up. ;uckily, they found the
dog, and all was well' of course, now they hated me even more, if that was possible.
:ctober F, !!+, I am going to .ickia%s friend%s house to meet them both. /s
soon as I step on to the porch, .ickia gives me a running hug so hard, I nearly fall right
off of it. I go inside, but the father is mad because he wasn%t given warning of me
coming to visit, so he takes .ickia and I to her house. 9ell, that doesn%t sound too
pleasing, so as soon as we reach her house, I step out of the car, and walk down the street
at the end of her driveway. /fter a good while, I see her coming down to meet me, and
we go to another of her friend%s house, a guy that owns a ranch with horses. .ickia%s
mom starts driving down there, so they hide me in a small barn house, espionage again@
9hen she leaves, .ickia decides she wants to ride a horse, and asks me if I will ride with
her. *ormally, I%d be too much of a pussy to do this, but I wanted to have something to
remember with her, so I agree. It was pretty fun I must admit, but I actually fell off the
horse later. I wasn%t hurt@ Then we head to the creek to hang out there. / prophetic
tidbit I forgot to mention, I told the guy, I think his name was Bay that I was glad
everything had gone okay, to which he replied 2well, the day isn%t over5.
It starts getting dark, so we head back over to her house. I come in the back door,
and (randale says in a very spooky tone 2dude, you aren%t welcome here.5 He didn%t say
it in a way that was implying he didn%t want me over, but he said it as a warning to me.
9e went outside, and I had this plan to spend the night in the woods behind their house,
and they could meet me in the morning. However, .ickia wanted me to sleep in her
room, and she had a very se$y looking shirt on too, so I couldn%t turn her down. 9e go to
her room, and I think to avoid making noise, I didn%t 8uite close the back door all the
way' this becomes very important very soon.
She locks the door of her room, and 8uickly someone comes and tries to open it. I
hear a voice, 2.ickia, open this door5. /t first I thought it was her brother (randale,
because it sounded &ust like him. However, it wasn%t' it was her father, and he knew I
was in there. I started to back into the closet, but it probably would have done no good. I
was scared shitless. Then something interesting happens, the very dog that had caused
me so many problems two months ago pressed on the back door. The back door swings
open, and the dog runs outside. Her father goes to get his car keys, to chase after the dog,
and as he is doing so .ickia looks right at me and says, 2Creg'. BJ*@5 I bolt out of
both doors like a bat out of hell. /s I am running down the street I see the dog running in
front of me, and I also notice lights catching up to me. Her dad stops the car, and gets
out, and I am standing by the dog. I start apologi<ing to him, and he says 2well, at least
help me get my dog5 so I shoo the dog over to him, and he puts the dog in the car. Then
he probably woke up the whole neighborhood. 21:J /B) :*) ;J3#1 .:TH)B
=J3#)B, I 9/S C:I*C T: #I3# TH) SHIT :JT := 1:J@ I= 1:J )I)B 3:.)
/B:J*- H)B) /C/I*'5 and the whole time he is saying this I keep saying 2I%m
sorry, sir5.
He eventually drives back, and I%m walking home again. =our hours later I get to
my friend%s work, or I should say, his former work site, as he isn%t working there
anymore. That means I have to keep walking@ *ot much longer a cop stops me. This
scares me, because I thought they called the cops on me. They have me empty my
pockets, and then they start verbally harassing me. They ask me if I smoke pot, to which
I reply that I didn%t (I had recently gone straight edge at the time). They then say to me,
2you didn%t complete high school, did ya45 to which I reply that I had. They check my
I- and when I was cleared they offered me a ride home. I had them drop me off at an
abandoned farmhouse my step7father had &ust moved away from, I had various reasons
for doing this. :ne of them was probably the fact the friend I was rooming with did a lot
of drugs and had druggie friends over, and I didn%t want to get him (and possibly us) into
trouble. That night, I walked up to this place we call the mountain, because my step7
father left a tent up there, so I slept inside of it.
The following morning, I took another four hour walk into =ountain 3ity, where
my roommate was living. 9hen they got back, they asked me what the fuck had
happened, and I said 2.an, it was so fucking cra<y, I don%t even wanna talk about it right
now.5 I didn%t tell the story to them until like a month later, &ust because I was so shaky
about the whole thing.
:ne day my step7father comes into the house, I think it was the same day as the
release of the 6laystation E. He says, 29e have to get going, the cops will be here soon.5
I%m like 29hat the fuck45 /pparently, .ickia had run away from home, and I was the
assumed culprit who had housed her. I was told an /.()B /lert was put out on me, but
that turned out to be bullshit. .y roommate%s uncle had stopped by the house earlier, and
snooped around, which I later found out was because the cops had stopped by the place
where he worked asking about .ickia. 9e went and hid out over at my roommate%s
mom%s house as I checked the internet for the /.()B /lert, and they watched the TI
for it. They called the parents of .ickia, and I think everything got worked out. I think
she was staying with a new boyfriend she had or something.
/pril "K, !!K I go to pick up (randale to hang out. I had recently gotten my
camcorder my mother had bought me for a 3hristmasH(irthday combo gift (I was born on
Danuary "G) so I took it with me to film footage. .ickia was there, and I got to take
footage of her, and then we dropped her off at her e$7boyfriend%s house, but right before
she got out she gave me the last kiss I have ever received from her to this day.
.ay !!K, I can%t put up with the adventures anymore, so I run away again, this
time to Spokane, 9ashington where my father has moved. I start calling .ickia, and it
turns out her boyfriend went to &ail for violating probation or something, so she starts
talking to me more. I hadn%t told her I lost my virginity to her, so I finally told her, she
said that was sweet that she was my first. ;ater, on /I. she told me she wanted to marry
me again. *ow, I have this thing about wanting my life to work out like a movie, I think
it is caused by my :3-. I remember something (randale told me in !!!, before I
started dating his sister, he said to me 21ou know what would be cool4 If you married
my sister.5 I guess I wanted that to be an auspicious sign of how my destiny would work
out so perfectly.
It didn%t' while waiting for her to turn eighteen, she found another guy and they
got married. /bout a year or so later, they got a divorce, and now she is with that other
guy named Creg last I have heard. She refuses to even be my friend anymore, because
when I brought my girlfriend with me to pick up (randale while she was there with her
boyfriend, I wouldn%t talk to her much, because I felt awkward. I am happy to say I have
finally moved on, after being obsessed with her for so many years.
-Greg dratsab Huffman
(3/27/2012) NOTE: I forgot to mention this when I wrote the story, but there was an
interesting event that happened before the opening of this story took place. There was
this girl from my F
th
grade gym class named #athy, and she thought I needed to be given
affection. She, literally, gave me a hug out of nowhere while I was eating during
cafeteria. :ne chunky chick even made a bitch comment about her needing to go take a
bath now, implying I was stinkyHrepulsive, but whatever. /nyway, she was the first girl
that was actually nice to me' though after that I don%t remember much of else going on
between us (I remember her trying to talk to me in gym class though). 9ell, one time
while riding into the trailer park, I remember seeing a girl in the middle of the rocky road
that winds through the place. 9hen I saw her from a distance it reminded me of #athy,
and in fact, I maybe for a second or two thought it actually was her' especially because
she was flagging me down. 9ell, it turned out to be .ickia. This seemed kind of
interesting to me in retrospect.
(6/3/2012) NOTE: ;ast night I spoke with .ickia over =acebook, and it turns out she
stumbled upon a copy of this that was posted on the internet. I sent a copy of this to her
friend, and she must have uploaded it onto the net in my name (despite the fact I asked
her to keep it private). /nyway, she told me that the reason she bit my tongue was
because my breath was bad, which makes sense' I was unhygienic as a kid. /lso, she
told me the whole baby thing was made up, she only has one kid (and it is about a year
old at the date of this note). She said she made it up to get attention, and considering the
fact she even gained weight to pull it off, I guess she did a pretty good damn &ob.
(9/27/2013) NOTE: I had considered talking my friend /D -e*ecochea into doing an
audiobook of this story for me and he finally did it today@ However, he got the
pronunciation of her name wrong. He said 2mick7)1)5 but her name is more like the
2mica5 part of the word 2formica5 or 2mike7uhh5. I would also like to add two more
things. :ne being that I think that it was my fault the file got out publicly. I believe I put
the file online so that her friend could access it, as she didn%t understand file transfer.
Second, .ickia also wrote a story about us, though it is shorter, and I have it archived.

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