Chapter Ten:

I decided to confront Oliver first after many days that had no comfort in being along his side. I choose to walk up to his room and tell him how sorry I was. My walls fell down in front of him as I spoke the words of apology. The courage and bravery that I beheld was a lot to put forth for a person like me.

Oliver stood right in front of me speechless. His eyebrows furrowed up confused and his golden, champagne eyes grew darker. His lips were pulled tight under his teeth. Oliver’s air was dark with a spite of light growing slowly the longer I stood there waiting for his response.

“Oliver. I’ll just go if you want.” I said aloud leisurely backing up. He grabbed my hand and pulled me in close. Close to his face where I could feel his warm breath on my face. Our noses were basically touching as I draw my eyes up to meet his. They were large, really large so up close like this.

“No. Don’t leave yet.” He murmurs in my ear with his prickly breath.

“Okay.” A soft voice exits me.

Oliver pulled me closer in his arms and I didn’t resist wrapping mine around him. We clutched onto each other embracing the other person’s skin and warmth. My head crams itself in the pit of his shoulder and neck. I dig my fingers into his back craving his touch so much more and wishing we could hold onto each other more.

Oliver mumbled into my shoulder. I felt his voice rumble along my skin drawing in butterflies and goose bumps. A huge boulder in my stomach fell to the pit making me feel alive once again under his contact. “I miss you.”

“I miss you, too.”

Silence broke out again as Oliver grabbed my bottom and placed me in his lap before rolling us into his room with the door closed and the world shut out from us. His long arm envelop around my skinny waist and my arms to his neck. He set me upon his bed and helped himself out of his chair before settling besides me.

We tangled our legs together and braided our fingers while staring into each other’s orbs passed down from inheritance. Drowning into the eyeball with deep color, Oliver recaptured my attention when he placed his warm hand upon my cheek, brushing it. Oliver grasped my neck ever so gently and pulled my face closer to his as he placed his thin upper lip and full lip upon my rosy, full ones.

Whoa, it’s been a long time and I miss this. His contact with mine drives my emotions up the wall.

I love you,” Oliver told in my ear with a rough voice.

“I, I love you too,” I barely gasped aloud.

Falling, falling, and falling hard for this amazing, gorgeous, funny, wonderful, astounding, great, lovable guy. I would never think that after Kyle was gone I feel such wild emotion again. It’s a miracle that my heart has allowed such bizarre feelings to act again.

Oliver and I spooned the rest of the night. Arms and legs tangled into each other craving for more closure. Deep, long kisses every so often, and long conversations of what we think our future together will be.

Oliver believes he’ll propose to me in a year or so and we’ll have a large white wedding in a garden under stars that abundant the night sky. He says we’ll have four kids, two girls and two boys. Oliver even named them (with the help from me)! Together we named our kids; Lidia the eldest daughter, Tommy the eldest son, Adri the youngest daughter, and Coty the youngest son.

Unfortunately, for me, I believe our future together looked different secretly. To me I see myself no longer living with a ring on my hand due to Oliver wanting to be married before I passed. He’ll probably get the idea from the movie, A Walk To Remember, where the guy falls deeply in love with chick, and soon they’re married after she’s eighteen. I see our future involving my memory to lost and Oliver trying to get me back. I see our future with a heartbroken Oliver saying he’ll never love another girl at all like me at my funeral. Our future together is a total disaster, but the only thing I can see is hope in is our everlasting love.

Our love is no mistake and I know it’ll never fade. It’s out there like the moon rising after the sun goes away. It’s there like the stars are at night even when the clouds are covering it. Our love is like the stars. You may not see it from behind the dark clouds but you do know it’s there. That is no regret.