No words needed to be spoken, but they were. Jason looked like a deer caught in headlights. He didn’t know what to say to me, but I knew what to ask, so I did.
“When?”
“When what?”
“Don’t you freaking play with me! You know what I’m talking about? When?”
“Lisa, I’ll explain everything to you. Wait right here. I need to take care of something right quick.”
Gradually getting louder and making a scene, “What do you need to take care of Jason? What are you about to go tell your wife or fiancé? Huh?
My arms were folded, so Jason grabbed my elbows forcefully and said, “LISA! Stop making a scene!” After he saw that he startled me, he softened his grip and said, “I will talk to you. Don’t leave the area. Give me about 15 to 20 minutes and I’ll give you a call so that we can talk face to face, okay?” He looked me straight in my eyeballs and said okay again and then he left.
I felt foolish for waiting, but didn’t I need closure? Didn’t he owe me some type of explanation? What was the point of waiting? Jason was in a relationship with somebody else and I just got burned. He just forced me into closure, didn’t he? Wow!
After about 10 minutes of waiting, I just burst into laughter. I was in a painful, yet comedic stupor. The man who I was about to marry a week ago was now possibly married to the girl who wanted to fight me on our almost wedding day.
Was this payback for something I had done to someone? This was definitely a time where a girl needed her mother. I needed a voice of reason, a shoulder to lean on. Jason was not going to be a voice of reason, because Jason was clearly a dum-dum. Better yet, he was a person who just acted and thought about the consequences later. I never noticed this flaw about him until now.
A few instances started replaying in my mind and now that the blinders were off, I could actually see Jason. And what an unattractive sight! I didn’t bother praying, because I realized this mess was nobody’s fault but my own.
I did all this thinking just to realize that 25 minutes had passed, so the 15 to 20 minutes he had promised were now something of the past. I decided I was just going to get in my loaded down car and drive to my godmom’s house. Maybe she could be my voice of reason. When I got to 7 mile and Inkster, Jason called me asking where I was.
“I’m on 7 mile and Inkster.”
“Why’d you leave?”
“You said 15 to 20 minutes and now it’s been about a half hour. I’m no fool Jason. So I left.”
“Well wait for me at that 7-11 so that we can talk.”
I chuckled a little and said, “No. What’s the point?”
“I think I owe you some type of explanation.”
“Not really. I’m just curious though…did you marry her in Toledo last week on that same day?”
“Yes.”
“Humph. Now that was convenient. We already had our names on the waiting list. I guess all you had to do was switch out the names. No wonder I didn’t really hear from you. It’s all making sense now. “
“Come on, Lisa, let’s just talk about it face to face.”
“You know what, Jason? No. We will NOT talk about it face to face, and we will never see each other face to face again. I don’t want to see you. I don’t want to be around you. I think this is the best thing for me right now, because I’m really trying not to hate you because you don’t even know what I’ve been through since last week. Because of my decision to run off and marry YOU, my mom kicked me out.”
“Dang, Lisa, I’m sorry!”
“In all honesty, Jason, I wish I could blame you for the whole thing, I really do, but I can’t. It was my decision too. For the first time in my life, I wanted to take a big leap, but I guess when you risk it all, there’s always that possibility you’ll lose it all.”
“You still have something.”
“You right, I do, but that something doesn’t include you. Anyways, I know that you will be an awesome Father. I wish you the best. Please don’t try to reach me via phone, text, or work. I think you owe me that at least.”
“I’ll respect your wishes, but this doesn’t have to end like this.”
“Yes, it does.”
“But I still love you.”
“You will probably always have some feeling for me in your heart because you didn’t end it right, but the love that you had or have for me should have taken precedence over your actions. Look, I know this game all too well. Let me help you.”
I was so ’bout to hang up and he knew it.
“Lisa, wait! Don’t you love me?”
“Yeah, but my love for you is being put on the backburner. Goodbye, Jason.”
I hung up the phone and then Jason sent me a text message that read…
“I still love you and always will. You have a major piece of my heart and always will. It’s not ovr 2 me”
Now this is an issue…
Closure – something that closes or shuts.