Where the Wind Blows
Chapter 1: Airport Revelations
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I am back after a long hiatus. School had been the death of me. I was inspired to write this story after recently becoming obsessed with QAF again, after I thought I wasn't anymore. My favorite couple wormed their way into my subconscious again and I am once again obsessed. Enjoy. I will probably post more than just this one chapter today. While I do not know if I am going to continue my other stories on here, due to how long it has been, I will take a look at them and see which ones, if any, I would like to continue.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters nor do I presume to do so. I am just a fan writing on FAN fiction dot net.
There are things that should be left unsaid, and those that should be advertised to the world. You would think, with advertising being Brian's forte in the world, that he'd understand that concept better than anyone. Unfortunately, he didn't. There I was, sitting at the airport after he actually let me leave. I couldn't help but feel the pang of that statement. It was almost as if we threw out our five year relationship like it was less. When, really, it meant the most to me than anything in my life. I almost loved Brian more than I loved my art. That 'almost' was what Brian used to push me away. He didn't really want to get married, that was just what I wanted. He knew it and I knew it regardless of how many times he tried to convince me otherwise. The proposal at Britin was the most romantic thing I ever could have imagined Brian doing, because he definitely wasn't romantic. He hated romance, the triviality of it, basically just everything about it, he despised.
That one day, though, I almost believed it. I didn't want to sacrifice everything for him, even though I said I did. Even I lied to him, I realized. A relationship that is built on lies to begin with can't succeed. I remember Brian saying so a while back. I would follow him wherever the wind blew and he knew that. I think it scared him. Although, he would never admit to feeling any emotion regardless to scared, not even when he had cancer, even though I knew he was frightened.
That was a hard time for the both of us, mostly him. He really thought I thought he was imperfect and that I deserved someone other than him. It was true, I probably did deserve more than him, but I didn't care. I wanted him, regardless on if he was going to offer me monogamy or not. I left him recently because I thought that, but the truth was, I couldn't keep going without him, no matter what our relationship would entail, monogamy or no monogamy. Yet, here I was, about to go on a plane to start my new life without Brian. A life I never thought I wanted and a part of me still didn't think I wanted it.
I didn't think that would be the last I'd see of Brian, in fact, I counted on it not being the last. Our love was a once in a lifetime kind of love, even a non-romantic like Brian could realize that. He wouldn't be able to live long without me, we always came back to each other one way or the other because we were both privy to that fact. Whether Brian is actually with me or not, I know that the wind will keep blowing and my sunshine smile will keep shining brightly, just like the real sun in the sky. Brian was always with me in my heart, and distance couldn't really keep us away from each other, after all, Brian got frequent flyer miles. I bet he would show up at one of my art shows in New York, and I wasn't wrong.