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Chapter 1 Reagan's POV
Flashback
She's lying next to me and I'm the happiest I can ever remember being. The glow of her hair, the spark in her beautiful green eyes, the fullness of her kissable lips, and the feel of her body close to mine is the greatest feeling in the world to me. Growing up in Rosewood, imperfection was frowned upon, but she is the best imperfection to ever enter my life.
"Creep," she smiles at me.
"I just love you is all," I smile back at her.
"I love you too Rea," she leans forward and places a tender kiss on my lips. Soon the kiss became heated and even sooner we couldn't control the pure passion of just being together. I pull her closer as exposed skin is kissed and hands began to roam. Suddenly I'm hovering above her and kissing down her body.
"I love you so much. Never forget that okay?" a tear cascades down her cheeks.
"I know that and I love you more than words can ever say," I make my way back to her lips and kissed her chastely and lovingly. We fall into an all too familiar rhythm and we climbed that peak together, hand in hand, and completely in love. The afterglow was spent in silence and skin on skin cuddles. I long for these moments because feeling her heartbeat in sync with mine made me love her even more.
"Do you ever think about the future?" I break the silence.
"I do, but I try not to plan so far ahead," she whispers quietly.
"Why not? I like making plans. I was raised on plans," I chuckle. "But I love having something to look forward to and I look forward to being with you and loving you for a very very long time."
"Rea? The thing is that I-"
"What is it babe?"
"I just love you is all," she repeats my earlier words with a sad smile.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm good. Just tired I guess."
"Then sleep. There's always tomorrow. I love you Amy," I kiss her goodnight before snuggling closer.
"I love you too Reagan," is the last thing I heard before we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
No One's POV
Morning came and Reagan woke to an empty bed. The sheets on Amy's side feels cold, so she calls her girlfriend to see where she went.
The number you have called is no longer in service.
What the actual hell? Reagan thought. After the 20th call, she sat down on her cold cold sheets and began to cry. She quickly dialed the one person she needed most right now.
"Hey sis."
"She's gone Spence," Reagan cried.
"What do you mean? Where? Where did she go?"
"I don't know. Her phone is off, and I have no way to reach her. She left me and I don't know what to do. This hurts so much Spencer," she cried harder with every word. How could she do this to her? To them? Spencer was at her Texas apartment within three days staying for two weeks. Reagan's world completely fell apart within a few days and she's never experienced a heartbreak as bad as this one. Not when her parents criticized her, not when her older sister rejected her, and not when she caught her first girlfriend in bed with some guy. This pain exceeded all that and more. And that was the first time she ever ran. She ran from her pain, from her longing, from any and everything that could hurt her.
