The One Day

Chapter 9 – Candle Light

Freddie's POV

I was at my way to Manuel's which I learned from my mom. I saw a board which has a sign for left and also has Manuel's writing on it. I parked car behind the one floor building. I took a deep breath before step out. I opened the door and got out of slowly. I noticed something from side mirror. There was a sticker on one of the car's right back door. It was saying "SAM HAM". If I knew Sam just a little it is Sam's car. For a girl... weird.

So that was meaning she was there. And that means I was late. I looked my watch again. It was just 18.58. So I was not late. But since when she started come her meetings on time?

I walked in there slowly. Very slowly and with baby steps. It was not that I am afraid of her. Well I was afraid of her a little. Okay, okay I was afraid of her as hell and all. Bu this time it was not that. It was the reality what I was scared. The realty of she was not mine and now I was stranger to her.

When I was in that thoughts I saw her. She was holding her hand up so I could notice her. I waved my hand as meaning I saw her. She pushed her chair and stood up. I walked to her side. We hugged tightly. I filled my lungs with her scent. Man I realized how much I missed that smell. We pulled away.

"How are you doing so far?" she asked me. And I came back to earth with her voice.

"Fine. You?" I asked lamely.

"Awesome!" she said with a grin.

We talked all dinner about her and her T.V. show and it was amazing. She said how much she was in love with her job , how much she was working for anything in her life for once. I was really proud of her. I told her that and I still remember that the day she told about her dreams. She was not living in her dreams anymore. She was living her dreams now.

"How is Carly?" I asked to change the topic. It was not that I do not want hear her success or something also I love to hear they. But if this talk keeps going there was a risk of a question like 'You?' and I did not have an answer for it so I decide to change.

"She is good I guess. She is in Paris with her fiancé for a few weeks so I do not really know. "

"Oh…" Sam told me about her fiancé.

Then suddenly her phone rang. She looked the screen and there was a smile on her face.

"Just a second." She said with her point finger up. I nodded. She walked to balcony which was near our table.

This night was like old days and it was amazing.

I stared to play with salt. And I put it to where I took it. Place was nice and so table was. But the best thing on table was candle. It was middle of the table. It was lighting. It was like my hopes about Sam and I. About us. They were growing again. They were lighting again.

I looked her again. She was laughing and smiling. Probably it was her boyfriend or her fiancé or her husband or something like that because I knew this smile from the days we were dating. But maybe just maybe it was pure happiness.

She came in from balcony. She put her phone on table and sat down. There was a picture of a baby on her screen. I took phone and looked screen. Probably her kid I thought and smiled to my pathetic state.

"Sweet thing."

"Yes he is." She said. But he was not look like her.

"He looks like his father I guess?" I asked slightly.

"Yes he is. He looks like Max a lot." Max I hated him from that moment.

"What is his name?"

"Oh Freddie." She said with a chuckle.

"No. What? Seriously."

"No! No. His name is Freddie." She said.

"Oh that made a sense" She named her son after me. Maybe she still loves me.

"So Max? How is he?"

"He is good. Everyone thinks he is too young but my personal think he is very mature for an eighteen years old." Did she say eighteen years old or did I hear wrong?

"You slept with someone eighteen years old and have a baby with him?" I said with my all shock. She looked me disbelievingly.

"You really thought I can this low." She said and stood up. But suddenly she turned around.

"For your information Freddie is Spencer's grandson." She said and stormed out. With a wind behind her candles light go off with my hopes.

A/N: I was writing this chapter when power was out and it was snowing outside. There was only candle light. It must to be romantic in this states but it is not I guess.

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