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    Memories – (Chapter: Truth)

               

    “And I realized she was right.  I could never give myself fully to anyone, because you own the part of me that would have made that possible.  When I gave you my heart, I never wanted it back.”

     

    “So why did you walk away on the beach?”

     

    “I wanted to see if you would actually let me leave again.  I wanted to know if you were really willing to fight for me.  I walked slowly.  I stopped outside my car.  I even sat there for a couple minutes.  I wanted to make sure I gave you enough time to reconsider, but you didn’t, so I started to leave.  I definitely was not expecting you to jump in front of my car, though.”  I can’t control my cheeks from blushing. 

     

    “I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

               

                “I think it was the clearest thought you had all night.”  She is probably right.  I had not said or done one constructive thing that entire night until that moment.  “I am really glad you came after me.  I am not sure what I would have done if you hadn’t.”  I use the same serious tone she just used.

     

                “I am really glad you were able to stop.  I am not sure I would be alive if you hadn’t.”  We can’t help but laugh.  We had made a circle around the neighborhood and were now back to the front of my house.  We sit next to each other on the bench and I nestle into her body for warmth.

     

                “I don’t know when you have to go back, but my tour wraps up in three weeks.  I can come to New York then.”

     

                “I don’t have to go back to New York.”

     

                “But what about your job?”  I arc my neck back to look at her.

     

                “What job?”  Have I mentioned how cute she looks when she is confused?  She is just staring blankly at me.

     

                “At channel 5.  You know, tall building?  Comb-over boss?  Crappy hours?  Ring a bell?”

     

                “Oh yeah that.  I quit.”

     

                “You what!!  When?”  She positions her body to face me.

     

                “Saturday.  I told Gus I needed some time off and he told me ‘no’.  But I was not going to let it cost me another minute of happiness.  I lost you over it once and I was not going to make that mistake again.  So I quit.  I wanted to make sure you knew I was serious about wanting to be with you.”

     

                “But your home is in New York; you love it there.” 

     

                “My home,” I lean in to place a short kiss on her lips as she still seems perplexed by my revelations, “is wherever you are,” another kiss, “because I love you.”  She is still somewhat in shock.  “Now it is my turn to chase you around the country.”  Tears of joy form in her eyes as she embraces me in a powerful hug. 

     

                “I love you.”  She places a searing kiss on my lips and I feel like I am on fire.  She reaches into her jacket pocket.  “I want you to do me a favor.”  She removes her hand to reveal its contents.  My mouth drops when I see her ring.

     

                “Where did you even get that?  I thought I had lost it.”  She smiles and explains through a chuckle.

     

                “Do you have any idea how long it took the doctors to pry that out of your hand?  They almost had to call for the Jaws of Life.”  I laugh and look at the ground blushing again.  “For being unconscious, you had quite the grip.”

     

                “You know, I was dreaming about the surprise party I had thrown for you.”

               

                “Wow!  Thank god.  I was really worried there might have been permanent damage when you started singing ‘It’s Raining Men’ while comatose.”  We smile and speak in unison, “Glenn!”  We share a good laugh at the memory before she becomes serious again.

     

                “I want to be yours again, this time forever.”  She bites her lip nervously.  “Please put this back where it belongs.”  I am not sure how she is going to react, but I just blurt it out.

     

                “I can’t.”

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    Comments

    1. WHAT?!! What in the world do you mean by “I CAN’T?!!” Omg, you must update today, or I will simply DIE!! LoL…ok, maybe not, but I’ll close to it;)

    2. Bloody hell.. I just hoping it’s one of those “I can’t because I broke that promise and we need new rings” etc.. otherwise I might just have to run Spencer over myself. Such engaging writing, as always! Brilliant.

    3. those guys are really the most complicated persons I’ve ever met… they just never take a break!! great job… read your stories every day. post soon!!

    4. An update? So soon? HECK YES! You’re so awesome, thank you! And what’s this about Spencer saying, “I cant”? She almost died! Of course she can.

    5. Your story is awesome! I think we are all anxiously waiting for an explaination on your cliff hanger “I can’t.” As always, your writing is superb and flawless. Please continue, I look forward to reading your updates. Thanks for writing.

    6. WTF..now im udderly confused…things were going so well…i cant believe spencer said that…she cant put it on her…im sensing a meaningful conversation about to occur between those two, on the subject of a ring…maybe shes just messing around with ash…arghh im frustrated now…post more soon!!!…please :)

    7. WHAT?!! What in the world do you mean by “I CAN’T?!!” Omg, you must update today, or I will simply DIE!! LoL…ok, maybe not, but I’ll close to it;)

    8. Bloody hell.. I just hoping it’s one of those “I can’t because I broke that promise and we need new rings” etc.. otherwise I might just have to run Spencer over myself. Such engaging writing, as always! Brilliant.

    9. those guys are really the most complicated persons I’ve ever met… they just never take a break!! great job… read your stories every day. post soon!!

    10. An update? So soon? HECK YES! You’re so awesome, thank you! And what’s this about Spencer saying, “I cant”? She almost died! Of course she can.

    11. Your story is awesome! I think we are all anxiously waiting for an explaination on your cliff hanger “I can’t.” As always, your writing is superb and flawless. Please continue, I look forward to reading your updates. Thanks for writing.

    12. WTF..now im udderly confused…things were going so well…i cant believe spencer said that…she cant put it on her…im sensing a meaningful conversation about to occur between those two, on the subject of a ring…maybe shes just messing around with ash…arghh im frustrated now…post more soon!!!…please :)

    13. “My home,” I lean in to place a short kiss on her lips as she still seems perplexed by my revelations, “is wherever you are,” another kiss, “because I love you.” …And..WHAT does she mean by CAN’T? Awesome chapter…as always..I am so awaiting your next post!!:)

    14. “My home,” I lean in to place a short kiss on her lips as she still seems perplexed by my revelations, “is wherever you are,” another kiss, “because I love you.” …And..WHAT does she mean by CAN’T? Awesome chapter…as always..I am so awaiting your next post!!:)

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