So today is a momentous day, it is Mike’s and I’s seventh anniversary. Yay! We made it this far. I decided I would write the story of how Mike and I came to happen. I’m not sure I have written this before so bare with me if it has.
It all started seven years ago. It was December 2004 and Matt and I were reconciling our relationship. Ya… I know. WTF!? Right? Exactly my thoughts. Anyways, we were in the process of getting back together. He invited me over to sleep over night. The first time we would spend more than an hour or two since we broke up. I agreed, packed up Nickolas, and went over to our old apartment. Matt had a horrible headache and heaven forbid you do ANYTHING while the precious man has a headache. You can’t speak while he has a headache or he’ll bite your head off. Great. Why was I going over here again? So he ends up sleeping the entire time. I got Nickolas down for the night and I found out online – in this community chatroom on AOL that is for our city – that a friend of mine was having a party. Matt was passed out. Nick was asleep. So, I decided to tell my friend Steph, when Steve gets there have him come pick me up. So, after about an hour he showed up and picked me up. I thanked him and away we were to go to the party. We arrived. There were a few people over there, not too many though. We were all hanging out when these two guys walked in. I recognized one as Dave (I knew him, and everyone else at the party from the chatroom) and he walked in with this other guy. The mystery guy was wearing a jacket and a baseball cap so I could barely see his face. I was partying it up. Having a load of fun. The entire time this mystery guy was starring at me. I later found out his name was Mike. I recognized his screen name when I heard it but had never talked to him. So there I was, newly “not single” and I had guys flirting with me left and right. Dave was flirting with me. This Mike guy was starring at me for every little thing I did. Plus Steve, who picked me up, always had a thing for me. Oy vey!
After the party I go back to Matt’s house. He’s awake and pissed. “Where the fuck were you?” is what I got. I explained to him I went out for a bit. He got over it and went back to bed. I stayed up online for a while and started talking to everyone who was at the party in the chatroom. Mike was on. I don’t know how it started but some how he private messaged me and we got to talking. The next day Matt was forced to clean the entire apartment. It was disgusting. He looked like he hadn’t cleaned since I moved out a year ago. So I forced him to clean up. While he was cleaning up I got a message from Mike. We started talking again. For some reason we were drawn to each other.
I went home to my Dad’s that night and started talking to Mike again. Suddenly it was 4am and we were still talking. His dad woke up for the day and told him to get to bed before his Mom woke up and scolded him. We talked the entire night.
This continued for about a week and half. We talked until wee hours of the morning. I don’t remember about what but it must have been in depth conversation. I found out Mike was currently in the middle of trying to get back together with his ex. After a few days of us talking that changed. I started thinking about what I was doing with Matt too. I told Mike I was going to break up with Matt. I ended up breaking up with Matt on Christmas Eve… exactly 1 year after I broke up with him on Christmas Eve the original time too.
Mike mentioned something along the lines of “This is completely unlike me. I never mess with someone whose got a boyfriend. I also have a rule about dating girls with kids. I just don’t do it.” Yet here we were completely unable to withdraw ourselves from each other.
On New Years Eve 2004, I invited Mike over to my friend Jen’s house. He showed up a few hours later because he was arguing with his ex girlfriend who didn’t appreciate him going out with another girl. We hung out for a while, then went over to Steph’s house (where we met) and hung out there. Someone said something along the lines of “oh its new years, you should kiss.” So we shared our first kiss in front of everyone. Mike’s a shy guy so this was out of the normal for him. It seems everything he did regarding me was out of the normal for him. After having a couple of drinks we went back to Jen’s house. We were both pretty wasted. We ended up fooling around together that night. Which was completely out of the normal for me. He spent the night with me. I had to be to work at 7am the next morning.
The next day after work he calls me completely upset. He explained to me his ex came over and was pissed that he never came home the night before and that he ended up sleeping with her. He was like “I don’t even know why I am telling you this. You’re nothing to me. It shouldn’t matter what I did… but it does. I’m so sorry.” I was just like… “Uhm, its okay. Its cool. Like you said, we’re nothing to each other so it happened its alright.” I don’t remember being upset about it. I was more upset that he was upset, ya know?
After the next few days we continued to talk even more in depth with each other. We shared stories and history with one another. He never met up with his ex again. I didn’t talk to Matt. We were just slowly drifting closer together.
The night of the 7th of Jan, my friend Tommy and his girlfriend Ali (who Mike’s known forever, she was close friends with Mike’s ex), Mike and I were all in a private chatroom. Ali and Tommy were talking about how they were each others “somethings”. I made a comment about how “I wish I was someones something.”
The next day I had to work during the day. Our friend Dawn was having a party so I had my Dad watch Nickolas. Mike and Tommy came and picked me up from work that night. We got to Dawns house and while we were walking upstairs Mike stopped me. He whispered “Do you want to be my something? Will you go out with me.” I melted. It was priceless. We ended up going upstairs as a finally happy couple.
There’s some pictures from that night. There are TONS more but no one knows where any of them are. There are like 80 photos of Mike and I making out that night. LOL So that’s the story. That’s how we began. We lived happily ever after. Ha. Okay, maybe not happily ever after… we aren’t always happy but we’re content. We both are still madly in love with each other. We balance each other out perfectly. When I’m in rage attack he doesn’t argue back with me. He just lets me go off then waits until I’m completely run down from screaming then holds me and tells me he loves me. We both make each other a better person… a better version of ourselves. I love him.
