Nolan's POV "My wife, she's giving birth, where can I find her", I said, running into the medbay and the nurse called me over as the women of the hospital came down the stairs rushing to me. "Nolan, what do we owe this fine fine pleasure to?", the women who held up the image of the hospital asked, staring at me up and down, but I was too nervous, too busy to call her out on her unprofessionalism. "My wife she came here, I need to know where she is", I told her and she continued to ignore me while yapping on and on about the new oncology branch. "Can you find me my wife's room or not?", I asked, again and she looked at me confused by my question. "Nolan, I didn't know you were married", she said, as if the whole world didn't know, it was like I needed to wear a shirt saying "I'm married". Nat would have her share of laughter about all this, I wish I could tell her now. "It's Mr. Clemente, now please find my wife's room", I said sternly and the women looked at me with a new flare
1 year later I was suddenly pulled awake by the crying, the exhaustion pulled me awake and made me push Nolan to a side. It was his turn this time, we had both been running back and forth to calm them both down, because if one started crying then the other would start, they were inseparable in their emotions and especially physically. "It's your turn, I went last time", I groaned, after hearing one of the twins or both crying at four in the morning, this was the cycle that never ended. "I'll go", he said, pushing himself off of the bed and going to calm probably them both down, but after 15 minutes of the crying still continuing, I knew I had a better chance of making them stop crying then actually going back to sleep. I made my way over to the nursery, which luckily wasn't so far away. I peeked my head in to see Arden and Nolan fast asleep on the rocking chair, and Arabella throwing a fit and crying. I took her in my arms, rocking her slowly and after a couple of minutes she was
3 years later "I hope I find a love like yours, something meaningful that goes beyond just the capacity of lust, and passion but meaning", Melody said watching as her words crept into my mind and left me wondering what was going through her mind. "I think you've found it, already", I tell her, knowing the man who is waiting to sweep her off her feet, he was deserving of this love she had. I wouldn't tell her yet, I would let it hit her just like Nolan's love hit me, knowing there was someone there in my corner five years ago on my mother's birthday was something that struck me till this day. But on our five year anniversary here I stood without him heading to dinner with my sister instead of him. He told me the excuse of work, I had already seen him today a picnic for lunch I had made, but he knew how important these holidays were for me. I hated workaholics, I believed that was what happened to Daniel, he lost sight of his family and was lost in the power, the money a job and the
Some people say you can move on from trauma, you can move on from the feelings those people made you feel. But what most bottle up about this trauma, is that it'll haunt you until the day you die. Every moment, every wound, every vile comment, and while everyone else is living painlessly and perfectly, your stuck in that never ending movie of how tragic your life is and always will be."Dinner", I heard Nolan knock on the door, as I quickly flipped the box of my little knick knacks under my bed. I couldn't let them see what was in this ever so discrete box, that was labeled as a new pair of soccer cleats."Coming", I yelled out hoping the door wouldn't fling open and Nolan would sit here with me as he asked me what was under my bed that I kept in a box. How could I describe the contents of this box in anyway where they would understand it?I took the box back out, flipping underneath it to the photo I hated the most. It was him, my tormentor and previously my fa
"Mel, let's go", Natalie said as she was standing in the doorway and I was still stuck on him, the sight of him, how I hated how awful this car ride would be. I should've gone with Nolan. I followed Natalie out of the door and locked up as he waited for me to finish. He knew the damage he was doing and he enjoyed it so much. He walked side by side down the driveway, each step I took he took as well. The sound of our footprints matched, almost like a march and I couldn't stand it, I quickly hurried to catch up with Natalie. "I think it's best if I stayed home", I whispered to Natalie and she looked at me utterly confused, and looked back at the boy who walked slyly behind me. She slipped into the front seat, as I dreaded sitting in the back seat with him. He rushed to the side and opened the door for me, smirking his famous jaw. This was all just an act, a simple act, he was the devil in disguise, and he knew it. He had the confidence to be whoever he wanted, and today it was a ge
My pencil rolled off my desk ever so smoothly, but I didn't even bother to pick it up I was still lost in space about what had happened yesterday, I couldn't get a blink of sleep.How did this happen to me?How did I get drawn into this mess of sorts?When I had first met Lola, I thought she would be my best friend until we drifted apart, but never something like this. She was sweet and caring when I met her, now it's all about dragging the next person down."Your exam, Miss Clemente", Mr. Kelvin, asked as he slid the paper off and told me I was free to go, considering the class was the last of the day.I grabbed my bag and made my way out of the room just as I spotted my favorite taunter, I ducked my head below, hoping that he wouldn't see me, I couldn't take his taunts any longer.He was in a group of people, again smoking in the garden, but the flame went out as he made his way inside, he really did want to die.What was the reason that p
The ruckus caused by those harmful and untrue rumors just two days ago, had now calmed down as people spoke about the summer bash and the last day of finals which decided for some if they failed or passed.I was then again, at my cornered locker, people watching and making sure a whole group of eyes wouldn't dart towards me at the same time. That's when I saw her, gallivanting over. There was no one beside her, and she was heading straight towards me. Lola waved slightly as I shut my locker and kept walking in the opposite direction. Yet I heard her shoes clacking behind me to catch up."Hey wait up", she hollered and I stopped in my tracks, hoping that she wasn't pretending like nothing had happened.She caught up to me and we continued walking as she began speaking, about her day and her chemistry exam that was the hardest thing she'd ever done. She spoke as if just 2 days ago, she didn't cause a whole scene over a false rumor, and yesterday I knew she was all about
"Fuck, we've gotta go", he said running further into the woods, pulling me with him. His hand latched onto my forearm, pulling me whichever way he swayed."Where are we going?", I asked after he had slowed down, his hand still attached to mine."My mom's cabin is down here", he said, pushing branches that fell in our way, I had hoped he wasn't lost in the woods that would soon become pitch dark."You have a cabin here, I thought that was yours, where the party was?", I asked just out of curiosity."That's Liam's, my mom's cabin is right over the bend here", he said clearing the situation up, and I nodded my head still shocked with how I had even came to this party tonight."So we're laying low here, Liam grabbed my car when he left from the back entrance so the cops wouldn't run the plates, he'll drop it off tomorrow", the cabin soon approached in the middle of the clearing.The cabin was more like a real life mansion, it was large and strikingly
3 years later I jumped out of my seat, rushing to turn in my 1,000 word essay written in the span of three hours. I slipped it on the professor's desk and held onto my pair of books, rushing out of the school's doors. People rushed and sprinted past me, as I looked down the street for my red ride. Like a proper man Dallas was, he was leaning against the car, reading. It was the last string of our junior classes before we went on a much needed and deserved spring break trip. Dallas and I had been looking forward to spring break, ever since we had planned it. Davina and I had planned a trip, with some of our other friends. Each couple was all going to head down to Greece for the remainder of the week. We both needed a break massively, especially some alone time with just the two of us would be good. I needed just time basking in his gaze and the suns. It sounded heavenly. Especially because Dallas and I were going to drive down to home for two days, right before the trip. I needed to
"Melody Clemente". My principal dearly said as I walked across the stage and shook his hand, I beamed at the person next to him and instead of the handshake that normally would have been given. He hugged me, Nolan had been something of a father figure the past few years. He loved my sister like she was the whole solar system, and he loved me too. He saw me as his own flesh and blood, he cared so much. "I'm so proud of you". He said, his eyes glistening as I opened my own eyes. He held his breath, as he kissed my cheek and I walked across the stage. I smiled as I walked down the stage and took a seat. The hundred roll call of students I had become frequented with passed by, my heart smiling as my friends passed by. The people I had learned to love, to cherish. As soon as it was over, I ran to my family. Each with hugs and bouquets of flowers, each and every single one of them had shown up. Avery had come as well as Caroline and Alison too, and Leah as well, and Vi and her had been t
One year Later Tomorrow was a big day. The end of a chapter and the beginning of a new one, filled with adventures, sadness, and joy. But most importantly that independent feeling of searching for yourself amongst the other millions let out to the world. And it was amusing, satisfying and uplifting to know I was able to take this journey on with my best friend. "Mel". Natalie knocked on the door, then opened it. And as she stared at me in the exceptional white dress I had picked, tears watered down her face. I was going to be let out on my own, no longer hers. But the world's in a way. "You look beautiful". She gushed, my cheeks blushing a maddening red. She wiped the tears from her cheeks as I turned to face the mirror, my own reflection beaming back at me. "Tomorrow's a big day, huh?" She said, her voice rising and soft from the tears. She understood it, the feeling of saying goodbye, letting go. "What if I'm not ready?" I asked her, my voice stumbling on the next words to come
She was smiling, the brightest I had ever seen her smile. As she was surrounded with people who loved her. She was happy, to have freedom, to not feel trapped on a hospital floor.It had been three weeks since we had arrived back, and Dallas and I had thrown her a party. A party for the masses, with her friends from the hospital visiting, even that small sweet boy who she wanted to watch a movie with. She was happy, and healthy and safe and she was responding amazingly to the medicine that she was on.It was weird to say she was okay now, I think even Dallas had no idea what to do with himself. He was completely immersing himself in his new project ever since he's gotten back. Keeping it under the wraps for me I assume, but the mysteries behind him will unveil soon, I'm sure.But I felt at peace, the kinks of our relationship fixed to the most we could try. He and I were like lightning every single day. The most amazing chemistry that lived beneath us.Vi was the
It has been five days, of waiting, of breathing each other's air in the small hospital room we were given. We spent the past five days talking. His mind apologizing for every single misstep he could've made. But the issues lied there, he needed help. He needed help more than anyone else here, signally defined by the fact that he wanted to believe that he didn't have anyone. That he was all alone.That he didn't have a system supporting him, a system looking out for him.I wanted to carry his weight, take on his pain, but he carried so much that it was already a part of him. I don't think he knew how to part with it when it was all over. And it saddened me more than anything. It saddened me that this was his life, filled with pain of all sorts. He was afraid to have a life without it I think."She'll be awake soon". I said, softly, stroking his hair to the side as he laid on my lap."She's supposed to be awake already". He said, sighing as we both stared at
He left the office with a stab in his heart, as I chased after him. He was angry, upset at every negative choice word I could think of to describe him and he hated me."Dallas. Please". I yelled out at as he turned to look at me. His eyes stone cold in anger towards me, my heart beating madly as he ravaged me with a single look, brushing into the very depths of my eyes."You don't get to follow me, you don't get to say my name. You are taking away the one person I've loved the most. The one person. I need her, and you-you don't get that". His tears strung high, his heart maddened like a lion roaring from the depths of his heart. He looked at me with hatred, something in all of these moments we shared he had never truly hated me, not like this, not like this moment."Just leave". He begged, my feet frozen in their very place. My mind lost into his eyes, the stare of hatred not of love. "Just leave". He begged again, his eyes ready to tear me apart, piece after p
The rush of the wind carried us home, well it tried to survive beneath us but the worry crept in as we loaded the plane. Vi stared longingly at the view before we stepped into the plane. Like she was saying goodbye to her heart as she left. Like her heart was being left here.Dallas had the same expression. He didn't know it, but it was written all over his face, the dread of returning. The dread of resurfacing the reality of our lives.He knew what this meant, this idea that everything was about to be gone, the memories, the truth. I think the reality of this hurt Dallas the most."Leaving is the worst part". Dallas said, his arm wrapping around Vi as she looked up at him. She smiled softly, aware of the situation she was in, aware of the world she was in. Aware of the ending to her story."I'm not getting better". She heaved out, her voice breaking, her heart melting. And I finally saw that she was holding all this in, because she didn't believe it would get th
It's a gawdy feeling. A gawdy feeling as my chest tightened staring out of the home's balcony. We were leaving today. Leaving our escape to a reality filled with nothing close to normalcy and I didn't and wouldn't be able to accept the fact that everyone was waiting for Vi to just give up. She didn't have it in her, she had the fight in her and it was apparent, apparently loud."Thinking of something?" A hand snaked around my waist, as I felt his head rest on my shoulder. I didn't know how his head was straight properly, I didn't know how he wasn't a mess, but whatever was working I hoped it continued for him."Just how- beautiful it is". Lie. An apparent lie. I wasn't a fan of forests. The empty nothing, empty nobody. They were amusing, but not what's in them. That's nothing but amusing."It is beautiful". He agreed. His small form of agreement won me over a million reasons why I should pry through his mind."I gave Vi her breathing treatment, but she's r
My stomach stormed aloud, my heart too as I looked down at Dallas from my bedroom window, there he stood with a bag of food and my work for the week. I had enjoyed the company of my personal mail boy more than I should've. I slid down my ladder out of the window as he smiled."I missed you". He said, pushing his hands around me as I looked over at him and he smiled, he moved his head to the side as I pulled myself against him. My lips locked with his as I breathed in his husky scent, the way the words rolled off his tongue."I missed you too." I said, kicking off the other bag he had brought. He moved it to the side as I heard the thud of my favorite thing, of my absolute favorite thing. He saw my curious look as he opened the bag wider and he moved the bag to the side and I saw books more and more books as I toppled over him, hugging him with everything I had in me."Thank you for keeping me from losing my mind". I said, watching as he looked at me with a proud smile