Crazy for You

I didn't know what to do anymore.

For six long years, I had wanted nothing more than to be able to call Courtney Lewis mine. But for years she had been tormenting me.

She said she couldn't love me because I didn't take school serious. So I spent hours with my head stuffed in a dusty old library book trying to retain any and every piece of information my brain could absorb. My work paid off; By the end of the year, my 3.245 GPA rose to a perfect 4.0. Was that good enough for her? Of course not.

Then her reason for not loving me was because of my lack of effort in my job. Now I’ll admit, bust-boy at the local diner isn’t something to brag about. To suit her wish, I quit that job and now hold a respectable one as a secretary; with a more adequate salary.

You’d think she’d leap into my arms for changing for her; sacrificing my old ways for hers. But I guess I was still missing something because it still wasn’t good enough for her.

The she wouldn’t talk to me.

I don’t know what I did or said to deserve the silent treatment from the love of my life but I guess it must have been bad. Then again, if it was bad you’d think I’d have some idea of what I did.

Just all of the sudden she decided that I, Eric Carmichael, apparently wasn't good enough to be even friends with her. After all those nights of staying out late at Melanie’s Pizza Place, just talking and enjoying life. After all those laughs we had throughout the years we had known each other. After all those tears she shed on my shoulder when her mother passed away. After all of that, you think we’d be best friends. And for her to be mad at me for something I had no idea I even did seemed unfathomable.

I just wanted to know why she’d want to throw all that away. She wouldn’t even stay in the same room long enough with me so I could ask her.

I was sitting in the library tapping my pen on the table thinking about this. She had gotten my so worked up I couldn’t even concentrate enough to finish the last line of my essay. I slammed shut my book and bury my face in my hands.

"Don't let her get to you Eric, if she hasn't realized all that you have done for her then she's not worth it." Dan, the best friend a guy could ever said. He had always been there for me and he knew how badly Courtney had hurt me.

Angrily I stood up. And without questioning me, Dan watched me leave the library in search of a certain red head.

My heart was pounding with anger as I went in search of her. More so, the feeling of deep sorrow rushed through my veins. I didn’t want to loose Courtney.

I already knew where I’d find her. It was 4:30 and Courtney could always be found on the top floor of the library in the Historical Fiction section at that time. I could already imagine her sitting at the round table towards the back, one hand holding her head of shiny red hair, the other flipping the pages of an old text book.

When I reached the very top level I found her sitting exactly where I imagined her; her eyes scanning the words frantically. Those emerald green eyes I could stare at for days and stay completely content, darted over to my figure standing at the top landing.

Upon seeing me, she immediately stood up in a huff taking her books with her and headed for the other set of stairs leading to the main floor.

"Courtney we have to talk!" I said before she could reach the stairs.

This stopped her in her tracks. Never have I ever even thought about calling her Courtney. It was always Lewis. I think the reason why it was Lewis was because we had a relationship filled with constant teasing so many people were under the misconception that we despised each other. I couldn’t blame people for thinking that though, we were always sarcastically joking around and bickering.

So Lewis it had been.

Slowly, she turned her head to face me. Her eyes studied me curiously.

"Look I know you hate me. I know you want nothing more to do with me for the rest of my life. Fine. Just tell me why." I pleaded.
Again, she turned and headed for the door.

"Courtney, I have spent almost seven years of my life chasing after you." I took a step towards her, my legs felt like mush. "Chasing after something that I couldn't ever have."

Courtney shook her head as if she couldn't hear what I was saying; large puddles of tears were filling her eyes.

"I have done everything I could think of to make you happy. But I guess it wasn't enough. Courtney Lewis can never be mine." I felt my own eyes swelling up but I blinked the tears away.

"I'll just have to get over that." I continued my voice becoming a little shaking. "I promise you I will leave you alone forever if you just tell me why I'm not good enough."

It burned my insides to say that. To say that I was willing to give up the love of my life.

Forever.

She stayed silent. And I let her.

After standing there watching me, tears still cascading to the ground she did the unthinkable.

She took a step towards me, her bottom lip quivering. And after years of waiting, wanting, praying, wishing and hoping...

She.

Kissed.

Me.