When I Met Him
A chain of events caused our faithful meeting.
It all began way before either of us were born.
A series of fortunate events brought us together.
Built by an all knowing, all loving, and all faithful God.
For that, I am thankful.
One announcement in one of my college courses later and I attended my first IT Club meeting.
That day, I laid my eyes on my future husband.
From the moment I first saw him, I knew that he was the one.
He spoke about the Raspberry Pi and what they could do, even demonstrating how it worked.
Needless to say, I was impressed by this new knowledge.
Before I knew it, images of a life well lived flashed in my mind.
A life with him.
It was as if God was giving me a sign, in fact I know that He was.
A sign that I have just met my person.
My soulmate.
The one that God created for me and me for him.
As he spoke about the Raspberry Pi, the more certain I grew of the fact that he was the one.
One characteristic that most of the female species overlooked, was his neural tick.
It scared them off or disgusted them.
But not me.
I didn’t care.
In fact, I overlooked it.
Shrugged it off.
It didn’t bother me in the slightest.
I thought it was adorable on the contrary to the belief of others.
My heart drew closer to him.
My eyes kept focused on him.
And I needed to know more about him.
As he walked down the sidewalks, he noticed a trail of red droplets and looked around for the source. Kyle followed the trail as the droplets spread got closer and closer together until he was met with a small pool of blood. His dark eyes looked up at the pool of blood and his eyes met the terrified blue eyes of a girl about his age. She was dressed in all black and her blonde hair braided. The ends of which were soaked in dried blood.
Blood seeped out from her right arm and her side, dripping onto the sidewalk as she limped. Her eyes wide as she met Kyle’s gaze. Her vision blurred in and out of clarity. Her mind dizzy from the loss of blood and she outstretched her hand to defend herself. But the braided blonde girl wobbled on her feet and her foot slipped on a rock causing her knees to buckle from underneath herself.
Kyle acted quickly and scooped her to her feet before this mysteriously injured girl could fall and hit the ground. “Don’t worry. I gotcha… I gotcha. I won’t hurt you.” He reassured her and helped her to her feet. He wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her upright as he looked around at their surroundings. “My frat house isn’t far from here. We need to take care of those injuries.” He looked her over once more, assessing her condition with a clearer head. “Can I carry you? It’ll be a lot faster, and your injuries look bad.”