Glenn
I was patiently waiting for Serenity outside the house, dressed in sharp cut St. Laurent suit with a well-fitted waist and a thin lapel jacket. This was a date that I've been planning for awhile ever since I got here and it took me so much courage to ask her.
I'm less nervous, now that she accepted. I thanked God for her.
Of all the companions the universe could have sent, I am forever in gratitude that it was Serenity. For in her company, in the strong emotional warmth and intelligence, I became a version of myself that I had given up as lost.
I smiled to myself, I have lived long enough to know that what we share .. I can't replicate with another, there's no reason to because this feeling, is one that only she can stir within me.
The sunlight glazes over my forehead when the flora scented air, courses through the yellow autumn - like leaves above and a sweet rush of nostalgia flooded my senses.
I keep falling in love with her and each time is harder than the last. Every time the feeling gets deeper, more complete, more bewitching. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do to keep her safe.
She should never, ever think that she has to ask for my affection. I give that freely, selflessly.
Aurelius skips over to me, hugging his pet hamster. He stands there gawking at me, with wide eyes.
"What is it?"
He marches around me like some colonel, inspecting my clothing with a finger on his chin.
"You look good! Like really good, you got a date?"
I crossed my arms, slightly relaxing the muscles in my shoulders.
"That's none of your business tiny little brother, now continue along."
He wanted to explode since his face was getting red.
"Who are you calling tiny!? I'm eight years old punk, if you EVER hurt Serenity," he growls clenching his fist, "I'll destroy your nutsack -- kiss having kids good bye!"
He spins then looks at me with an intimidating expression on his face.
"At least not with my loving Serenity, you can always use some bimbo."
A deep ache settled in my jaw and I hadn't realized that I was clenching my teeth.
"You little runt."
He's getting on my last nerve.
"Glenn, do not be so quick to anger. He is your little brother."
I crane my neck at the soothing voice to see Serenity.
She was wearing a splendid evening gown, a satiny Greek design with one strap and strass. It was a stunning attire that manifested an everlasting tenderness, created for honor.
What really made me emotional, was seeing my mother's necklace, nestled between her breasts.
Her long dark hair moved in a strawberry-scented cloud as she walks toward me. I loved the way she looked in high heels, those legs went on for days. She got a confident glow too, a radiance that wasn't so bright before she came into the light.
Beauty lies within the soul, not only was she so -- inside and out, she's tremendously beautiful in so many ways.
Even more when she understands responsibility towards family, ambitious and career oriented.
When she is beating the odds every month, she fights with herself in those tough five days.
And she doesn't wear makeup because she accepts her flaws and embraces them.
My eyes drifted, as usual, to the swell of her hips and I noticed the curvature which was perfect for child's birth. That gown showed her figure well and when she bends to properly lock the strap on her shoe, I groan.
Her ass was begging to be spanked, my palms were just tingling to squeeze there.
"I --"
"I love your dress," Aurelius commented before I could say anything.
She kisses his forehead and he blushes.
"Thank you, my darling."
He sticks his tongue out at me, I wanted to snag his shirt and show him who's the boss. He literally killed the moment for me to compliment her but runs away with his hamster because I was about to give it to him.
She finally made eye contact with me and it's rare that her eyes intrigued me enough, so that it got tough to not look away.
I felt something, something greater than an instant infatuation, it was akin to respect and absolute wonder.
Her feet skits a little too fast and she trips and I caught her by the waist.
"I am sorry." she says, hiding her lips behind slim fingers.
"That's okay, you look absolutely staggering in that dress."
I held her face, bringing mine to hers but she shies away from me, clearing her throat.
She was trying to put some distance between us.
"Th-- thank you."
Her delicate arm in an elbow-length glove, swings at her back.
That was direct avoidance of contact and I couldn't understand why she didn't want to be near me. Maybe it's the way I look or my hair, I spent awhile in the mirror grooming.
I'm not smelly am I? Now I'm getting freaken nervous but I showered properly after my workout session.
The vehicle for our transportation was parked not too far away. It's easy for me to get a driver but I prefer to drive instead since I'm the one taking her out. I have not revealed the location of the date either.
She gracefully strides off without saying a word and I swallowed the tight lump in my throat, a raw stroke of uneasiness was in my stomach.
If that's the case, she's probably forcing herself to go out on this occasion. I worked really hard on the planning because I wanted it to be special.
We arrived at the car but she isn't looking in my direction at all. My chest was closing in and I glanced at her worriedly, she doesn't want to go out with me and the horror of rejection haunts my thoughts.
I pulled on my tie uncomfortably.
"I, I can travel at the back," she spoke almost inaudibly and her fingers grasp the door handle.
"Serenity."
Inside my heart throbbed painfully and I reached out to touch her hand but she flinched.
"Um, are we going in?"
I sucked in a sharp breath, feeling somewhat humiliated and ashamed.
"If you didn't want to go out with me, you should have said so."
I saw hurt in her bold green eyes and she drops them to the ground, biting her lip.
Shit, did I say something wrong? But she's creating distance between us, she gasp when I caged her against the car, both my arms at either side of her head.
"You've been avoiding me, tell what I've done so I can correct it."
I cupped her face and her eyes became teary, something was definitely amiss and I need to make it right. It's unbearable seeing her cry without knowing why.
"..I, I do not want you to dislike me so I am trying to give you space."
She rubs her nose red and my eyes sadden.
"I've never once disliked you, my little flower --"
"I do not want to be annoying .. because," she sobs and I tenderly wipe at her hot tears, "I keep clinging to you."
A wide smile spreads across my face, alighting my eyes. I grab her hips so that her hands fall over my chest.
She thinks I'm annoyed by her.
"I've never considered you as annoying, when you started avoiding me, that gave me quite a scare."
A smile was playing on her mouth and she's definitely tempted to crack it open.
She tugs on my tie and I received the memo, immediately claiming her lips roughly ..hard and demanding. Her arms used my neck as support as she was unable to stand on her feet.
God knows how much I longed for the taste of her lips, the feeling of hers responding fervently to mine. Our tongues slide impatiently against each other, seeking to be connected.
I separated from the kiss for a moment and our heavy breathing mingled.
"I don't mind when you're clingy."
She hugs me and I traced the voluminous swerve of her posterior. They feel amazing holding them, my hands caressed the well rounded flesh there and she gets red in the face.
"If anything bothers you, don't be afraid to tell me." I opened the door for her and she enters the car, "Communication is important."
"Aye aye cap! Hyuck hyuck!"
She salutes and winks at me with a goofy smile. I laughed so hard, it was a kind of booming that would make you jump; it left me gasping for air.
I carefully began to lay the hem of her floor length gown inside.
She chortled.
"Hee hee,"
Laughter wanted to surface on my lips I bite it back, giving her a scolding eye.
"Will you be quiet?"
I kissed her pouting lips before pushing the door shut. Aurelius came towards the car and what he says caught me off guard.
"If you love Serenity bro, why don't you marry her?"
He was very serious, in fact, I've never seen him act so mature for his age. The windows were up so I doubt that she could hear in on our conversation.
"When, I saw her wearing mom's necklace ..I knew right away that Serenity was more than just your girlfriend," he kicks a rock, "It isn't just a piece of Jewel worn for fashion, it has significant meaning."
I touched my neck, staring silently at the ground because he was right.
"I know you better than any one else brother since you are my blood, you've dated many women but none wore that necklace because you had no intention of being with them."
He smiles up at me and I didn't realize the tears forming under my eyelids.
"The necklace is symbolic to an engagement ring, you know that but I doubt that you've told Serenity -- are you not that brave enough?"
I really wanted to spend every moment of my life with her, she means so much to me.
But am I not man enough to propose? It makes me weak and spineless. I'm really afraid to pop that big question, what if she says no, my world will go into darkness.
I'd be utterly ruined, for the worst.
I love her so much, maybe I'd die of depression or end up in rehab.
"We, the Giornno family know that you want to marry Serenity but she doesn't know that."
She doesn't, as he says. I've just been walking in this fear of rejection.
In the past few years, I lived a bitter life with no directions to follow. My heart was chained with emotional numbness and rejected the attempts of falling in love. I was scared of giving appreciation to others without even being appreciated in the very first place.
As time passed by, my cold perception of love eventually changed because of this wonderful woman I'd suddenly met, my precious Serenity.
As I went on looking at her, I jumped directly to the conclusion that she was a pure reflection of God's creation.
I couldn't provide an adjective that would describe the simplicity of her beauty in this imperfect world, it was like a huge puzzle to me.
I stringed my fingers through my hair, unintentionally making it messy.
The moment she stared at me, my surroundings became paradise. It seemed that her lovely face got stuck on my brain and her innocent voice gave me this childlike reaction.
She was the best one of the best ones. I've never met another as witty as she.
Her unique and prevailing strength caught my attention and the cheerfulness of her personality captured my entire affection towards her. She was immaculately the complete package of awesomeness and her charismatic approach gave life to my dying heart.
Every night, confusion invaded my mind. Tremendous questions bothered me whether this feeling was love or not.
I couldn't believe that my useless and robotic life before was converted into happy, enjoyable and a meaningful one.
All these things happened because of this beautiful woman I'd been dreaming for. Because of this special kind of twisted experience, I can now confidently say that love is a holistic value that gives meaning to everyone's life.
I sigh with deep elation, feeling so happy that I had spoken with my brother.
To be in love is actually a direct indicator that you are a child of God, capable of loving and to be loved.
I didn't want to keep her waiting much longer.
He remarked with prudence.
"It looks like you're ready to climb a mountain, like a breath of fresh air passed your way."
"I feel great to be honest, thanks for this little chat, you're still tiny."
"Hey!"
We both laughed and bumped our fist together. When the time is right, I pray that God will give me the courage to make her mine. Officially.
I got into the car, closing the door.
"I'm sorry that I kept you waiting." I apologized, starting the engine.
"No, no, it .. really warms my heart to see that you are so close with your brother."
She whispered and looking at her now, sitting next to me, makes my heart jump against my chest like a heavy hammer.
I'm admiring the girl I wanted to be my wife. The exhilaration of the thought, took away my breath.
God. Why have you blessed me with something so rare, so extraordinary? I'm forever thankful to you.