I can't help but watch her from afar. I knew she would be hanging out with her friends, but unlike her friends, she hates shopping. So I knew they would be at the local outlet mall.
Which is another reason I picked this restaurant to talk to Axel, Aaron, and Beatrix about everything going on. Even after our make out session at The Point where we almost dry humped each other like 15 year olds on the table, I still couldn't think straight.
It frustrates me to no end. I run my hands through my hair as my elbows meet the hard metal table outside on the restaurant patio. They will be here in a minute and I need to get my anger under control before they sense it. I see the moppy heads of Axel and Aaron as a cute redhead comes running at me first. Beatrix is Axel's agapitos. Her nickname is Bea though. She hates her full name.
When they found each other they realized what they were and have never had the problems Stephanie and I do.
Her arms squeezed me as I hugged her back. She was like a baby sister to me and I would do anything for these 4 people.
"Bro." Axel said and greeted me. Aaron tilted his head up as he sat down at the table.
Silence fell over the table as we all sat down. My fingers fell together in my lap as I stared down.
"She still doesn't remember does she?" Bea asked me and I shook my head.
I wanted to scream to her about who we were, who we are, and what she means to me. But her not knowing who I am, quite frankly, scares me.
"We may need to call in for backup brother." Aaron pointed out. He was right but I didn't want to have to involve the council if I didn't have too.
The council was the group of people who were in charge of the ones who never really died like us. The ones who were immortal. I was born before Julius Cesar ruled throughout the land but I did fight in his wars. I helped take over land, homes, cities, and other kingdoms.
It's when I met her, in 54 BC. We were coming back to Greece after another battle when I saw her walking across a cobblestone road. It was like her heart had beckoned to me and I answered its call. I fell to my knees in front of her, ready to give her my world and everything I had.
The look on her face was of one of pure annoyance. She called me names and basically told me I was being an idiot for falling to my knees. Then immediately told me to meet her at the fountain in one of the town squares in the dead of night.
We spoke all night about what we were. About how the council sought us out and told us that our agapitos was out there for us to find. Once we found each other we never left each other sides.
We ran away from the war, from the people who were our supposed families, from everything. For over 400 years we only had each other. Until we ran into Axel, Aaron, and Bea. Bea and Stephanie were inseparable. But we only had 150 years with them before Stephanie died the first time.
I thought I had lost her. I mourned her until the day I saw her again. It was about 550 AD when she died when she was killed during what is now know as the Gothic War. I mourned her until I saw her in 650 AD. In Britain of all places. She was again walking down a cobblestone path. But I did the same thing. I dropped to my knees and wept.
I had her for a short time and then 100 years later it happened again. It has repeated itself over the course of history. No one had answers, but she has always remembered who I was. Who we are and were.
But not this time. This time I was utterly and truly alone.
I looked up just in time to see her pop out of another store that had some promiscuous clothing in the front window. Everyone at the table turned to see what I was staring at.
"She looks amazing." Bea said as we watched her laugh at something one of the other girls said.
"That she does." my body rumbles with each word that I speak. As if she could hear me her head snaps forward and her eyes meet mine. She looks happy and a huge smile shows up on her face.
Her friends gather around her and look over at our table, no doubt seeing what she is staring at.
I wordlessly get up from the table and slowly walk over to her. Her gaggle of friends back away as I head straight towards her. Without saying anything my hands directly go to her face as I collide my lips with hers.
"Deacon." She whispers when I break the kiss. I only smile in return.
My hands rub down her cheeks. She sighs into my hands as I leave another kiss to her forehead.
"You going to introduce us correctly this time?" One of the girls asks behind her.
She smiles up at me and turns to her friends. Her dark brown hair whirling around her at the fast motion. The sun had hit her just right and she looked like she had a halo placed perfectly on top of her head.
My chest warms at the sight of my beautiful girl. I cant wait till she remembers me, till she remembers us.
"Girls. This is Deacon. Deacon this Bridgette, Lilah, and Tiffany." She introduced me to her small group of friends.
One friend of hers, I think it was Bridgette, was staring back at the table I was at. "Who is that?" Her friend asked softly nodding over to the table.
"Aaron." I said gruffly. I glanced back at the table and saw Aaron staring at the same girl who asked about him. He broke the gaze by standing up and stalking off in to the opposite direction.
Confusion laced the faces of Axel and Bea, but they got up anyway and walked over to mr.
"Girls. I'll meet you at home." My girl said to her group.
They said goodbye quickly and I saw her attention turn to the two that had just walked up to us.
"Hi." Bea said smiling widely.
"Hi. I'm Stephanie." My girl stuck out her hand in a welcoming manner. But Bea had other ideas. She shoved her hand away and grabbed Stephanie in a tight hug.
"Oh ok." Stephanie said muffled through the hug that she was currently being strangled in.
"Sory about that. Shes a hugger." Axel started, "Her name is Bea and I'm Axel we are Deacons..."
"My family." I cut him off and Stephanie smiled up at me.
"Nice to meet you both but you guys look super familiar. Are you guys from around here?" Her face tilted to the side like she was seriously confused.
Bea smiled widely again and winked at me dramatically. Not knowing what was going on she probably just shrugged it off because her and Bea started talking about Tuesday.
About 5 minutes of chatter went by and I cam honestly not tell you what they were talking about when her hand interrupted me when she grabbed my arm.
I looked down at her and raised my eyebrow at her quizzically.
"Dinner at my house on Tuesday? I dont work on Wednesday so we can drink too." Her excited voice made me smirk. She looked even more beautiful when she was this happy.
I nodded in agreeable and then looked to Axel who voices his agreement.
As we walked away from Bea and Axel the girls were saying their goodbyes and promises of texting each other.
We walk slowly to the car. She talked the entire way. She made good on her promise of speaking enough for the both of us that night at the mexican restaurant where I saw her for the first time...again.
She spoke about what we would eat, grabbing some beer, maybe some wine, she would text Bea, getting through school the first two days, and then finally she said something that makes my ears perk up.
"Do you...uh...want to-to spend the night on Tuesday?" Her voice became so soft I almost didn't hear her. I sucked in my breath and stared at her for a long minute.
"If you don't want to you don't have to. It was just an idea...you can go home...I just didn't want you to drive home drunk..." her rambling was cut off by me slamming my lips on to hers. She moaned into my mouth which made me curl my fingers around her hips.
"I'm going to take that as a yes." She whispers when I finally break the kiss. Her lips swollen from the small make out session. But it only made me want her more.
That kiss made me seems actual stars. It made me see constellations filled with stars so bright they blinded me. I blinked a couple of more times as he stared down at me. I slowly looked up at him and he ran his hand down my cheek again. "Tuesday?" He asked, his deep voice breaking through the silence. "Yeah. Text me?" I asked and he nodded. He kissed my forehead as I turned to get in my car but he stood there until I drove off. As I drove home I could only think of him. His voice, the way his hands were on me, how I felt safe, but not overwhelmed at the same time. This is all going so fast it's almost confusing. As I drive up in to my driveway I see my friends have already made their way in to the house and have music on and yelling about something. I grab my bags and smile at the pink bag that I grabbed last. Definite surprise for him whenever the time is right. "Mamas home!" The girls yell as Tucker sprints towards me and licks my face. "Hey baby." I whisper to him as I
Texting her every morning would have to do until I could physically tell her good morning every morning I woke up with her in my arms. How I would kill to feel her in my arms all wrapped up in each other. Her snoring softly because she knows she does and I know she always has. I want to take her away after she met my family. I want to whisk her away just for a weekend and never let go. I want to tell her everything. Tell her our past, our present, and our future. Knowing I will be with her till the end of time makes everything so worth it. "That family is here to pick up that table. And another car just pulled up...Holy Fuck...Deacon...man..its your girl...and...and her." He finally ended his sentence. She was here? I pushed him away from the window and saw her get out of her car. My heart races and I feel the need to run outside and grab her in my arms. Her dark brown hair got hit by the early morning sunlight and my breath got caught in my chest. She wore a simple Deftones tsh
Sunday was spent trying to keep Bridgette calm for the first half of being home and the rest was a blur. She would sob incoherent words like he's not who he says he is, it has to be a lie, he's the one, and that he's so perfect. I felt like I had whiplash every time she opened her mouth. I was saddened when I didn't hear back from Deacon but I know he was working. Monday was absolute madness. I refused to give out homework. Wednesday was an off day and then we had a four day weekend next week and I truly didn't want to be grading the entire time. Maybe Deacon and I could get away. But would it be too soon? I don't want to rush things and scare him off. I don't want to be that clingy scary girlfriend. If I can even call myself that. We never put a label on ourselves. But girlfriend doesn't feel right. Ugh now I'm overthinking. Its Tuesday morning and I'm so focused on thinking about Deacon that I find myself in the shower thinking about him naked...again. What if he took a shower wi
As I sit down in the couch I realize something is wrong with her. She seems sad and kind of jilted. I know her and her friend were in the kitchen talking but it seemed to be more then that. More then what she is letting on. As she slides beside me to sit near me, I grab her waist quickly to sit her on my lap. A squeal leaves her lips and her sweet laughters rings in my ears. My love. My one is finally here in my arms and I am not changing anything for this. I see the tension between Aaron and Bridgette but when I raise an eyebrow at Aaron he shakes his head. He had to have said something to Bridgette. But my thoughts on that subject are pushed to the side when my little one curls closer to me as my hand slides up her thigh and she freezes. "Are we getting another show?" Bea asked with a twinkle in her eye. I chuckled lowly as my girl turned to me and swatted my arm. "Shuddup Bea. Y'all are the pervs." Stephanie admonished our friend as Bea cackled loudly as she sat down in front
The weekend couldn't come fast enough. I was getting anxious and worried. I hadn't eaten all day I was so nervous. School was letting out in 20 minutes and the kids in this class were working in groups for the last few minutes of class. It was the 4 day weekend and no one wanted to do anything. The kids didn't even want to write a paragraph let alone listen to me drone on about a new civilization. The bell ring making me jump and the entire classroom erupted in cheers as they all ran out the door. Thank God that was over. I thought to myself. I grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder and finally walked out of the classroom. I refused to take papers with me this weekend to grade. I needed this weekend with Deacon. I had packed and repacked since he left yesterday. The ride home was even a blur. I had even ignored my phone as it dinged with texts and a few phone calls. I pulled up in my little drive way and someone clearing their throat near me broke me from my thoughts.
She was in my arms and our day was going perfect. Our breakfast had been like our souls joining even more and then our walk back when she laughed and smiled up at me. The sun hitting her dark brown hair giving the illusion it had red streaks. Her freckles standing out even more on her cheeks and across her nose. Small freckles on her shoulders and trailing down her arms. We had sat outside at breakfast and shared our food in silence yet again. She shared her comments with me about people passing by or the birds in the air. But I couldn't care less because my attention was on her the entire time. How she was almost mine. Almost the girl from all those centuries ago. But she still wasn't quite mine yet. She was, but since she didn't remember she still wasn't the girl I have loved throughout these centuries. The girl I died inside a little at a time knowing that I couldn't be with her fully if she didn't remember. I knew she would start feeling a certain way after a while but after brea
I didn't want to stay in this house. But a freaking ride home was over 500 bucks and that was on the low end. No ride share service eshould charge that much when the driver only gets the tip. No way in the hell would I ever pay that much anyway. It's more expensive then a plane ride. But I also couldn't be here. He left over 2 hours ago. He would be back by now right? Or did he really just leave me for real? I waited on him this whole time and I know he is going to come back to come get his stuff. Maybe he would come back and be hungry? I should order some food so when he does come home we can eat and talk. Hopefully he will be a lot calmer. That fight was insane. Right?! Or am I over reacting? I have a tendency to do that but I could swear he said he didn't want this or was trying to get the point across that he didn't want this. Maybe he said it incorrectly? Fuck I need to stop. But he also said some stuff that didn't make sense. Like the whole "we" thing. Who is "we" and why do
"Many times my love." I whisper as I cup hers face in my hands. Her frown met my smile and I was utterly confused. "Many many times, but this time. This time will be my most treasured time of all." I added quickly, but her facial features made me think I said something wrong. Her eyes dropped to the ground at my admission. My eyebrows furrowed as my fingers rubbed down her cheeks. "What did I say wrong?" I asked thoroughly confused. "Nothing. I-I hope she-she makes you very happy." She whispered hoarsely before stepping back. Oh no. "My love. No." I started as she shook her head. "It's ok. I just can't be the other woman. I'm not that type of girl. I should be someone's first choice." Her voice breaking. "You are her." I said over her mumbling something else as she looked up at me. "Huh?" She asked and her shoulders dropped. "You are my Agapitos." I whisper to her. "How can you be sure?" She asked her eyebrow raised. Clearly not believing me with the bit of attitude that came
Chloris stood to the side as she brought out a small book with leather binding. I tried to get a good look at it but was distracted by her dress. it almost looked like the greens and blues of her dress were moving slowly. She was the most odd looking person I had ever met. Her white fluffy hair was long and almost to her waist. She had quick hands and her eyes were full of kindness and concern. I looked over at Deacon who stood in the corner. He stared long and hard at what was going on before his eyes finally landed on me. I couldn't decipher the look in his eyes but I didn't like it. I wanted him smiling at me, not looking at me like he was going to lose me. I smiled softly at me as he quickly came to me and kissed my forehead."Come back to me." his words came out so soft I wasn't even sure if that's what he said. But I knew it was. I wasn't whole. I wasn't who he thought I should be. I should at least try. Maybe I will remember and be able to break this curse that was placed amo
It was early in the morning I remember and it was about mid 1850s. At that moment of the day that I can clearly remember we were laying naked in a pasture a few miles out of town. We had just made love for the first time in this era and we were breathing heavily next to each other.We were a scandal in our small part of the town. Her father had tried to force her to marry a man in town and she of course wanted nothing to do with it. The moment she fought the arranged marriage, is the moment she started to seek me out. She was leaving at all times of the night and searching through small towns that surrounded her. We found each other in a market of all places in one of those small towns. She was bartering a local baker about some bread and I walked up beside her. At first I didn't even realize who she was until she turned to look at me. My heart beat uncontrollably. I was enthralled with her beauty once again.Our eyes met and we were overcome with joy. We made sure to carefully plan o
I knew it was her. I knew it when I met her, in 54 BC. The rest of the soldiers I was in charge of were coming back to Greece after another battle. I saw her walking across a cobblestone road with a rather large brown vase in her hands. It was like her heart had beckoned to me and I answered its call. I fell to my knees in front of her, ready to give her my world and everything I had. To my dismay, the look on her face was of one of pure annoyance. She called me every name under the sun and basically told me I was being an idiot for falling to my knees. Then immediately told me to meet her at the fountain in one of the town squares in the dead of night. When I met her there under the bright moonlight her eyes glowed from the light shining down on her. Her hair long and clightly curly and it hung to the side. Her white gown draping over her body just perfectly. We spoke all night about what we were. To find out Agapitos was extremely rare and sometimes our Agapitos was not an immort
"You ready to talk yet?" she asked me and I nodded, grabbed her hand, and walked out the back door to the porch. The dogs were playing outside under the moonlight. Evangeline had left after the last phone call from the Council because now things needed to be put into action to try and fix whats wrong. But we needed some other people to help out to see if we could find out what was wrong with her. I could see her thoughts churning in her head as she came out back with me. I tried to pull her to me as we say on the porch but she sat in her own seat and sighed softly as our friends surrounded us. "Ok guys. I need answers. I don't want vague details and talk of thousands of years ago because I don't think I could stand another headache. I want answers on to what the hell is going on." she explained trying to remain calm but her voice was shaking at the end. "Did Deacon explain what an agapitos is?" Bridgette asked and she nodded her head looking at me. She had to feel the pull, other
Bridgette stands next to me in the kitchen as I try to breathe and count down. Trying to calm my nerves and not flip my shit in front of everyone in this house. There has to be a logical explanation for this woman in my house. I didn't want to be stuffed into a room with 6 people, the dogs, and then me. I needed to breathe for a second and not be around everything. I open the fridge to grab myself a beer and when I close the fridge door I scream loudly. The goddess lady from outside was standing right there. "Hello Stephanie." she said brightly. Fuck she even sounds like a goddess. "Hi." I said evenly and raised an eyebrow. "Oh! I'm so sorry my name is Evangeline." she said smiling. Her perfect teeth showed an honest smile. "Ok." I said wondering why she was coming to talk to me and why she couldn't just stay out there. I took a long swig of the beer in my hand knowing I would need another in about 2 minutes. Especially if she kept talking to me. "I am apart of the Council tha
After he left I felt sort of numb from the lack of his presence. I wanted to bask in his presence at every chance I get. Not to sit on the sidelines, and wait for him to notice that I'm not happy that he left me here. I should have said something and just gone with him. Now I sound crazy, I barely know this man and I feel like I would go to the ends of the Earth and back for him. I feel insane that I have already told him I loved him, I'm taking care of his dog, and I even spent the weekend with him. Isn't this going too fast? Am I overthinking it? Probably, but its what I do. I am constantly overthinking everything. I'm actually driving myself insane by just sitting here and thinking about when he will be coming back. I have heated up my coffee 3 times in an effort to try and finish my first cup of the morning. Hell, Its already noon but I didn't sleep last night. Deacon said its probably for only a day but a huge storm rolled in to New York as soon as they left. But something a
"Many times my love." I whisper as I cup hers face in my hands. Her frown met my smile and I was utterly confused. "Many many times, but this time. This time will be my most treasured time of all." I added quickly, but her facial features made me think I said something wrong. Her eyes dropped to the ground at my admission. My eyebrows furrowed as my fingers rubbed down her cheeks. "What did I say wrong?" I asked thoroughly confused. "Nothing. I-I hope she-she makes you very happy." She whispered hoarsely before stepping back. Oh no. "My love. No." I started as she shook her head. "It's ok. I just can't be the other woman. I'm not that type of girl. I should be someone's first choice." Her voice breaking. "You are her." I said over her mumbling something else as she looked up at me. "Huh?" She asked and her shoulders dropped. "You are my Agapitos." I whisper to her. "How can you be sure?" She asked her eyebrow raised. Clearly not believing me with the bit of attitude that came
I didn't want to stay in this house. But a freaking ride home was over 500 bucks and that was on the low end. No ride share service eshould charge that much when the driver only gets the tip. No way in the hell would I ever pay that much anyway. It's more expensive then a plane ride. But I also couldn't be here. He left over 2 hours ago. He would be back by now right? Or did he really just leave me for real? I waited on him this whole time and I know he is going to come back to come get his stuff. Maybe he would come back and be hungry? I should order some food so when he does come home we can eat and talk. Hopefully he will be a lot calmer. That fight was insane. Right?! Or am I over reacting? I have a tendency to do that but I could swear he said he didn't want this or was trying to get the point across that he didn't want this. Maybe he said it incorrectly? Fuck I need to stop. But he also said some stuff that didn't make sense. Like the whole "we" thing. Who is "we" and why do
She was in my arms and our day was going perfect. Our breakfast had been like our souls joining even more and then our walk back when she laughed and smiled up at me. The sun hitting her dark brown hair giving the illusion it had red streaks. Her freckles standing out even more on her cheeks and across her nose. Small freckles on her shoulders and trailing down her arms. We had sat outside at breakfast and shared our food in silence yet again. She shared her comments with me about people passing by or the birds in the air. But I couldn't care less because my attention was on her the entire time. How she was almost mine. Almost the girl from all those centuries ago. But she still wasn't quite mine yet. She was, but since she didn't remember she still wasn't the girl I have loved throughout these centuries. The girl I died inside a little at a time knowing that I couldn't be with her fully if she didn't remember. I knew she would start feeling a certain way after a while but after brea