Chapter 28A Chapter by Angelique
Just when the wounds are almost healed, somebody comes around and tears them right open again, forcing you to go through the pain again.
Oliver had given me a journal to write in and to express my emotions so that I could get it out of my system. I was thankful that he did that as it helped me a lot. "Want to play scrabble?" Oliver asked as I shut my journal.Holidays had just started. "Sure." I followed him into his room, we chucked all the rubbish out of the way, placed the board down and started playing the game. Half way through Oliver got up to get something to drink. I looked over to his board and my mouth flew open in shock as to what I read his letter spell out. "You are beautiful." He sat back down and I shook my head...no it was just a coincidence. My stomach started to grumble, so I got up to get myself something to eat. But as I was walking down the hall, Oliver came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. My eyes grew wide. He smirked at me, "Like what you see?" I rolled my eyes obnoxiously, "No, you just took me by surprise that's all." "You know if you take a picture it will last longer," he said cockily as he noticed me staring at his abs. I shook my head and he carried on snickering. I was moving...Wait...moving? I slowly opened my eyes, wait who the hell is carrying me? "Wake up sleeping beauty." Oliver said. "Where are we going?" "You'll see." He put me on my feet and half dragged me outside, out to the back where a picnic blanket was laid out. "I have ice cream,chocolate covered strawberries and marshmallows." We sat down and I asked him," what's the occasion?" He pointed up at the sky and ate a chocolate covered strawberry. I looked up at the sky to see a meteor shower. "Wow, it's beautiful. I wonder if Eve is getting pictures of this." I smiled as I watched the stars. When the meteor shower was over, I started to eat the ice cream and all the other food that Oliver had brought. After that we lay down staring at the sky. "To think some of them are a million light years away." "The world is truly remarkable." I nodded. "What happened to Billy?" "He died when you were in your depressed mode." "Oh...He was so lovely though." "I know, poor guy." It was silent for a moment. It wasn't an awkward silence. Then Oliver said. "Cece, I have something to give you. But you have to promise me that you won't open it until the right time comes...One day we will go our separate ways and when you feel you miss me, I want you to open it and read it." "Um...Okay." He grabbed something out of the basket and gave it to me. "Wow, a folded piece of paper, folded into a swan. How thoughtful of you?" He rolled his eyes, "It's a letter silly...well sort of, you will understand one day when you read it." I slowly tried to peek in. He placed his hand on top of mine to stop me. "When the time is right Cece." I sighed. "You ruin all my fun." "Well someone has to do it." We grinned at each other. I watched Oliver turn around to gaze at the moon. The breeze picked up a little and I watched traces of hair blow into his face and trickles of light touching his face as well. He looked back at me and caught me staring. He raised his eyebrows questionably. I shook my head and turned away so he couldn't see me blushing. "Let's go back inside," he whispered. "Okay." We packed up and went back inside, going to our rooms. I lay in bed tossing and turning, till I eventually got up and went into Oliver's room. "Can I sleep next to you?" I whispered. He opened his eyes and nodded, he rolled over to make room for me to get in. We lay there for a while until he wove his arms around me. I fell asleep in his arms. "SO what are we going to do now that we finished school for good?" Oliver asked me as we lay on the grass, the summer day all around us. The sun hit the lake just right, reflecting different colors. "I don't know...Make the best of it until we find a way out of here." I suggested. Oliver sighed. "I doubt my car will ever make it to the city." "...my mum had a car." I suggested. "We drove it here." "But that's back at your house right?" I nodded. "What if Rick's there?" "Your right." "Did you know that you have been living in my house for four months now?" "Wow, time flies." "I know right." He and I grinned at each other. "I'm so glad that i have you as a friend Oliver." "Yeah," he mumbled. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why did you say it like that?" "What do you mean?' "You mumbled it like it was a bad thing." "I thought my yeah was a normal yeah." "No." He and I looked at each other with a serious look in our eyes and then we just started laughing. "Cece..." Oliver started. "Yes?" "Have you ever thought of how it would be if we started...to date?" I felt a blush form on my face. "Well...Uh..yeah...but we are both going our separate ways soon..." "But until we get out of this town, it's just you and me." I smiled. "Well...what will happen we both of us need to leave?" "Who knows, I might land up going to New York with you." I giggled. "Did you want to...Give it a shot?" "Being in a relationship with you?" He nodded. "Yes." I smiled. "Awesome." He grinned wildly. He rolled me over to the ground, pushing my hair out of my face. "I have wanted to do this for a very long time." With those words, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I don't know how long we spent kissing. Could have been a second, a minute or even an hour, but to me it felt like heaven on earth. Over the past four months I have been staying with Oliver and had become very close to him. He and I both had ambitions to leave. Oliver had gotten me through so much and for that I will always be grateful. He taught me to dance like no one is watching, to love like I have never been hurt, sing like no one can hear me and live like it's heaven on earth.
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Added on March 9, 2016 Last Updated on March 9, 2016 AuthorAngeliqueGauteng, South AfricaAboutMy name is Angelique.... I love writing poetry about my feelings and things that have affected me so that maybe someone else can relate to it. I hope that you all can relate to some of my work. Po.. more..Writing
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