What the heart wants

I don't know anymore and for the first time, I'm actually scared of losing someone. I'm scared of losing him.

To think that someone I didn't know three months ago would mean the world to me a few weeks after knowing him is something I'd laugh at if I were told earlier.

“I can see through you, Christabel. I know when you're not fine. We might have just met but I can tell when you're in a sour mood.” Andre clasped his left hand and mine together and stared deep into my eyes, like he's looking for something, anything.

I sighed. “It's nothing.”

“It's something but I won't force you to tell me.” He continued and never let go of our joined hands.

My hands fitted in his, like it was meant to be there, like we were meant to be.

“Why did you marry me?” I asked as we walked down the hallway towards his room.

“You were outstanding. You've always been.”

I frowned. “I've always been?”

He was about to respond when his phone rang. “I have to go to my office now. I'm running late.” He patted my shoulder and went straight into his room.

Although I was confused, I decided to lend every question till later. I can go out to visit Vivian today and spend some time with her. That should get my mind off everything that happened yesterday.

–·_·–

“Did he, really?” Vivian's mouth was agape as she stared at me wide eyed.

“I wouldn't lie about that, would I?”

We decided to meet at the restaurant where she worked and I so happened to call just before she got off work.

Seeing Vivian is nostalgic because we've seen each other at our worst and best and we only have each other.

Well, now I have Andre and she has a job, the job she'd always wanted. The restaurant so happens to be owned by Damian, my brother-in-law and his wife was the one in control of the restaurant.

“I trust you, girl and I know you wouldn't lie about anything but did he really say he wanted you to leave his uncle or he'd stab you to death?” Vivian squinted her eyes in a knowing manner.

“Alright. He didn't say it that way and please, we are at his parents’ restaurant. Let's keep it down, shall we?”

“I knew he didn't say he'd kill you. You exaggerate a lot so I could tell. Plus, he doesn't have it in him to kill. He bluffs way too much for his own good.”

And we both laughed at her last statement.

“I remember one of the times we met before we started our unfortunate relationship, he wasn't allowed into the VIP section of a club and he claimed his uncle owned the entire MacDee Conglomerate.”

Vivian laughed again and I joined her too until it dawned on me that he wasn't lying. MacDee is the shorter version for the name McDonalds and that's Andre’s surname. Vivian comprehended this too and soon stopped laughing. Maybe, just maybe, he wasn't bluffing. He was telling the truth.

“What if he wasn't bluffing about killing you?” Vivian asked.

“He didn't say he'd kill me, I exaggerated” I corrected her and she nodded.

Vivian isn't a typical girl. She's black, blonde and she has green eyes. Her exact origin is unknown and she could have been a freak but she didn't see herself as one and didn't let anyone treat her as one either.

“You dyed your hair again?” I found myself asking.

She's been dyeing her hair since she was thirteen, something about finding the perfect hair color combo.

Most of the time, she's on her natural hair color but a few times when she wants to experiment, she does crazy colors like blue and green and purple all together.

“Thanks for stating the obvious at the end of our meeting.” She said sarcastically and rolled her eyes.

“Well I'd prefer it if you just dye it brown or leave it blonde but no, it has to be something crazy and now, a peach and orange ombre? When will this ever end?”

“Oh my…” she laughed so heartily that people around had to spare us glances.

I muttered a ‘tone it down’ and she struggled to contain her laughter but she did, finally.

We stayed together catching up on many memories until it was getting late and time for me to head back home.

****

“George! I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth, I will tell you where you are. Do you love me?”

“I love you!” for a while, my heart was at peace before George continued his unplanned love confession “From the moment……” and that was all I needed to hear.

I admired Charlotte's courage as I watched the series and her love for George despite the way his mum treated her.

She was just a girl oblivious to the fact that Farmer George isn't mentally stable. It got me thinking, if Andre was faced with a challenge, would I stay? I should, right?

It's expected of me to stay but what if I don't have the strength to endure things like Charlotte? What if what I want isn't a complicated life Collins?

“Ma, Sir Andre is home.” A voice said right after I heard a knock on my door.

I shut down the laptop in front of me and like a little child, I skiddled over to the door, heading for where Andre should be upon his arrival.