Chapter 5: giving "us" a chance

So, I was going to give "us" a chance.

I knew I cared about Trevor and I definitely felt he deserved a chance but, I had just recently (about 4 months previous) broken up with a guy I really cared about because he wanted to get married and I still felt too strongly about the missionary to marry someone else. We decided to part our ways, at least for the time being... It was so painful and I was worried that I was headed down the same path.

Meanwhile I was still writing the missionary (I'm getting really tired of typing "the missionary" so he will be henceforth reffed to as "M") and talking with his parents about the plans for his homecoming. I felt so guilty since I had grown to love his family and here I was kissing some other guy and then talking to them like I was just waiting for M to get home so we could resume our relationship. But... I couldn't help myself.

Trevor and I had so much fun together, he made me laugh so hard. I remember one night every time he saw a phone (any phone, anywhere) he would pick it up and pretend like he was talking to his mom. He would say something like "Mom, code red, come and get me, this is serious mom! 1040". I was laughing my head off, where does he come up with this stuff?

Trevor was headed off to BYU soon. He kept telling me that he would make the 1 1/2 hr drive (each way) often to see me and I knew he would... in the beginning... but I also knew that the ratio at BYU was 2 girls to every 1 guy and I had heard that 90% of those girls were "barracuda women". I was certain that all those girls would hypnotise Trev with their beauty and freshly baked cookies and that would be the end of it. Long distance relationships just don't work out.