Flower catalogs scattered the floor as I searched for Nolan's phone which buzzed on repeat for the last hour. Papers fluttered the floor as I searched, to please stop this horrid sound. His briefcase contents was sprawled on the ground as I finally found the ringing, bastard of a phone. my eyes twitched in response to the shining sun, and I picked up the phone having a pretty good idea of who it was, only one person would call us at 5:30 a.m. "Hello", I said steadily trying to hide the fact that I had just woken up. The phone on the other line sounded startled as I wiped my eyes in agony. "Darling did you just wake up, you can't be serious", the stingy british voice repeated as I wished I wouldv't just let it ring. Miss Celine was a wedding planner, Alison had hired to make sure it was absolutely perfect. Miss Celene made sure everything was perfect and if it wasn't she would fix it. "We don't have a meeting until 3 right?", I asked as I checked my wedding planner I got from a gift
The whole night I had been tossing and turning, I couldn't sleep right, couldn't sleep straight, everything was tossing through my mind and I felt that pinch of guilt seep through my heart. I lied to him, told him everything was fine, when it wasn't when I was in pain in fear, he wanted to be there for me, but I couldn't risk it. Nolan had crept out of bed early in the morning and so here I was sitting alone with my horrid thoughts. I knew he had questions dating back to the start of our relationship to even further. Could he ever trust me again? My mind was racing around the thought of him never being able to trust me again, to thinking that our whole relationship was a lie. He didn't deserve this, no one did. Last night was new for him, he had every right to be angry. I hadn't told him what was happening I had left him out of something so big he chose to defend me, without even knowing what happened. My legs felt cold and numb as I began to stretch my legs to face the thunder
Days had gone by, a full week had gone by and his touch, voice and scent drifted through my mind. I was too proud to beg for him back, when he had hurt me more than he realized, he stood there as I begged him to tell me he wanted me. But his silence scarred me more than his words could ever. "Smoothie?", Avery asked as she handed me a mango smoothie, the color of yellow reminding me of how I felt when I was with him, happy. "Have you heard anything?", I asked her as she had just gotten off a call from Tyler. She shook her head as my expression fell yet again. I asked myself at night why I didn't go home, leave my stubbornness here and say that I didn't care, I didn't care if he hated me, if I was too much for him, because I just needed to feel his touch again, his lips again. But I never could, and the end of the day I spent alone, in a large bed on an exotic and romantic island. "I was thinking we should go out tonight", Avery suggested as I looked down at my butterfly fuzzy pants
The rain pattered down heavily as his shadow stood still, and I heard not a single word flow from his mouth, only silence, the silence that once hurt me. "What are you here for, Nolan?", I cried out letting the rain and tears mix together as they ran down my cheek. "To humiliate me, to remind me that you left, what are you here for". "You told her, of all people her. My father ruined my life repeatedly, but you hurt me worse, because I thought you could never hurt me, you could never make me feel the way he used to make me feel", I wiped my cheeks as he stood there silent and frozen "Boy was I wrong", I shouted across the rain. "And when I told you I needed you to talk to me, we needed to talk, you ran, you left me crying on the floor", I whimpered loudly as his silence didn't reassure me anymore than him coming here did. "So if you've come here to humiliate me and play a little game with me, don't waste your time", I breezed by him as I walked fast back to the beach house. "I l
That weekend was magical, filled of love, dancing and just spending time with each other. That weekend was dear to us, but that was a far time away and I urned for another break. But as we came back to the city, we were both busy, with my midterms coming up, Nolan's work and a wedding to plan we had found few moments of relief to hold us together. The wedding was nearing and luckily everything was set, guests from overseas had bought their tickets, rooms were being booked for our special day and the venue was all ready to go. "Just, a little bit left today, that's all", he rubbed my back as he laid next to me letting our alarm ring. I rolled over to see his beautiful face as I leaned up and kissed him. "I'm excited", I whispered as he nodded, he leaned above me as he played with my hair taking out pieces. " I am more excited about our honeymoon", he said joyfully in a playful tone as I knew exactly why he said that, and I couldn't lie I was excited about that too. I laughed sligh
"How'd you know I was here?", I asked him as I played with the black cord on the phone."Why are you there?", he asked me as I stretched my arm out and I seemed to not know the answer. He asked me a question with a question and yet I felt I already knew the answer to the first one."He's the only one who knows where she is, she's the only family I have", I told him over the phone. I had been so excited when we first started looking, the foster system is messy especially that she's never been adopted. The fact that it had been a month and still nothing angered me to pieces. I had learned that maybe the most reasonable ways aren't the most ethically safe, but I wanted her to be there and as the wedding neared it feared me everyday where she was and if she knew that there was someone out there in this big, bad world that cared about her."Hey, you have me and we can start our own family, we can get some dogs and in a couple of years we can have our own little family", he comforted me
A special kiss, some people worry about. A special moment some try to create. A special flame some urn for but can never find it. But he was the one who made it special it had never dawned on me that that magical feeling that rushed through my body was all thanks to him.I was back to that day, the first time I saw him, his dashing yet sincere glares and that childish smirk he does. That special flame I had found and everything felt right since then, something I hadn't felt until I saw that goofy grin as I walked down the aisle.He had made me feel alive and yet so loved, something I had thought I was too damaged too broken to feel, but somehow he made it work, we made it work and to this day I could vow that I loved him with every fiber, every part that tingled in my rushing body.His actions never deemed to surprise me, even after all we had been through, he was the one who kept my world spinning.The view didn't seem to disappoint me either, well far from disappointment. He was
His lips dragged across my neck, his hands roamed under my tight black dress, and his eyes never left my face as he pinned me against the bathroom stall of the beach we had visited. I grabbed for his tie as he devoured my lips."Let's get a room", he whispered so gently against my lips and I nodded feeling that urging in my stomach. He redid his tie and dragged my hand along to the front desk."Mr. Clementé I'll show you to the room", the worker said as she smirked and winked at him, he pulled me alongside him as I leaned against his shoulder."That won't be necessary", he took the room key and we dashed off to the room. He slammed me against the room as he fumbled with the key and tried to place it into the holder and just as it opened, I saw the room. There were rose petals leading up to the bed and a large bottle of champagne and fruit left on the tray."This is-", I began talking as Nolan's lips interfered, he kissed me passionately as I began to unbutton his shirt, he worked
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