My Heart Turned Red
Chapter 9: Truly Happy
Author's note:
MY HUGE THANKS TO EVERYONE THAT READ THE LAST CHAPTER!
YES! I AM ALIVE AND WELL, JUST REALLY TIRED AND REALLY BUSY.
Go ahead, throw tomatoes at this very long delay. I deserve them. I'm very sorry, but my new school has been taking so much out of me lately. Having all honors classes is not easy at all. It's been taking so much out of me, that I for a while, lost a lot of my inspiration for writing. Now that we are doing Romeo and Juliet in class, it made me want to write again. So I promise, even with my intense school schelude, I will do my best with updating. But, sadly, I cannot make any promises.
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You know what I noticed over the last day? Even though I am madly love with Juliet, I believe that is the reason why I can't even really talk to her. I get completely tongue tied when it comes to talking to her. On the night we first met, it was more than difficult getting any words out to her. If it weren't for the competiton for the Orchid, I don't think I would've been able to get any words out at all to her. Last night, I couldn't even express my feelings for her in words. Again, I had to use the Orchid to show my words. And believe me when I say that I felt so stupid in front of her. I felt like a complete idiot. With other girls I was with in the past, it was never love. It was only blind dates, and honestly it was just never love. It was only lust and everything that I didn't feel for Juliet. I had never even wanted to find the girl that I would spend the rest of my life with. I didn't care about that. The only thing that I really cared about was getting revenge against the Red Garden for what they had done to my father. And that meant doing anything and everything to make sure they suffered. I was even prepared to make sure that they paid with death if it ever came to that. But then I fell in love, and none of that really mattered to me anymore. Being with Juliet was completely different than being with other girls. The feelings I felt when I was with her, were not lust or just because I needed someone to be with me at the time. The feelings I had, they were real love, and not fake love. This was the first real date that I would ever go on, because it was with someone I loved and wanted with all my heart and soul for real reasons. And that's why I wanted this date with Juliet to be one of the most amazing days of her entire life. One that we will remember forever. I know that I will remember it, but I want her to remember it more. This day, I was sure was going to be one of the most joyous days of my life.
I still had one problem though. I still didn't even know how to talk to her without taking help from the Orchid. I need a plan to talk to her today. I barely got any words out last night, and today that had to change. I wanted to know anything and everything about her, and I can't do that if I don't even know how to get a single word out. Take a breather, Gnomeo. I know what I need to do, I need to calm down, and all I need to do is practice talking to her. Maybe that way, I can win her over even more, and maybe by the end of today, I will not doubt myself when I'm around her. I've been with girls before, so I should know better than anyone what they like. URGH! I just really do not want to make myself look like a fool when she finally gets here. Did I come too early? If she comes here and sees me here before her, is she going to freak out? I needed someone to turn me towards them and slap me across the face. I'm really overreacting here, but I just can't help it. As I've said before, I want this date to be perfect for me, of course, but especially her. All I needed was a little practice. OK, this is my first attempt.
"Hey there, Juliet. Wow, the color of your hat is really as red as..."
Wait a minute, that is really stupid. Second attempt.
"What's good Juliet? Your beauty stings me. Did the angels name you because your name is..."
OK. What the hell was that? Now, I'm sounding like the dork that I do want to be in front of her. After pacing for awhile, I think I finally came up with the perfect thing to say to her. I just know that she'll be completely amazed by it. Now, to practice it. I then looked at my reflection in the glass of the greenhouse, and prepared my monologue of greatness that would totally win Juliet over. After she heard this, she would be mine forever.
"Hey there, Juliet! What a name! It's a great name! Goes with your..." Think carefully. "Eyes. You're looking really cool. You're looking good!"
OK, like that is going to win her over. I needed something else. I've got it.
"Did it hurt when you fell down from heaven?"
Excellent job, Gnomeo. She'll totally love that one.
"That's a killer man."
Enough gloating, you have a date to prepare for.
"No, no. You're looking cool. Yeh. So how's it going with you baby?"
I kept talking to myself in the mirror, completely unaware with what would happen next. I then saw Juliet come up behind me in the reflection of the greenhouse, and scare the life out of me.
"Oh, I'm fine baby. How are you?" said a very familiar and beautiful voice.
I whipped around fast and I saw her standing there, slyly. I hadn't even heard her coming, and I know that I'm a lot more on my guard than this. If it had been Tybalt, (though highly unlikely) I probably would've been dead. This girl, I swear to God, could've been a ninja. I mean, she acts like one, she dressed like one last night, and not to mention she has the slickest, quietest and sleathiest moves of any Ninja I've ever seen. She's probably even stealthier than me. Who would've ever guessed that the Red Garden was hiding such a gem all these years behind that gate? No matter how cute I thought she was at this moment, I couldn't repeat my stupidity of last night. So I had to try and attempt to regain my cool.
"Uhhh...Uhhh..." I said smiling. In truth, I was just laughing at how stupid I was talking to this girl. "Never better."
I managed to get something out, and I cooly leaned up against the nearby woodpile. But as always, the World is not on my side when it comes to looking good in front of Juliet. So, as soon as I leaned up against the woodpile, it shifted underneath my weight, and I was so slow in reacting to it. I probably would've gotten smashed, but I wasn't because as soon as it began to move, Juliet tackled me and pushed me out of the way of the falling logs.
Is there any way that this girl couldn't be perfect? I swear that in the last few seconds I fell more and more in love with her. Not to mention that this is the third time the girl has saved my life. I was actually thinking that I could get used to that, since I almost was killed three times in the last 24 hours, and she was there to save me. My feelings were confirmed, and I knew that I must be in love. It didn't even matter to me that I was saved by a Red. She landed on top of me, and we just held each other close for a matter of moments. Then Juliet looked at me nervously, and pushed herself off of me. She then looked around, a little scared.
"Do you think anyone heard that?" she asked me.
I was resisting the urge to laugh, since there was no one here at all. I knew for a fact that the people who lived here before, hadn't lived here for at least a good 20 years. That's almost as old as I am. And even if there were people looking for us, there was no way that anyone from the Red or Blue Garden could've heard that noise.
"There's nobody here," I reassured her quietly.
She smiled and responded quietly. "Then why are you whispering?"
I leaned closer to her, and still kept whispering to her. "Why are you whispering?"
She smiled and laughed. I had waited almost a whole day to see that again. Every moment of last night, I had that image in my mind. I thought about her probably every second since we parted, and even though many times I was tempted to go back into the Red Garden again to go see her, I waited. It was torture, sure, but it was totally worth it. Just to see that smile and twinkle in those amazing eyes of hers, that was worth everything. And waiting to see her is in the past. I'm going to make the best of this day with her, and as I said before, make it one of the best days of her life. As I was sure it was going to be one of mine.
She smiled, but it was short lived, because she looked over my shoulder and caught the sight of something else.
"Wow!" she said excited. "Look at that!"
She then stood up and ran in the other direction.
Great. Am I really that pathetic that she just abandons me for whatever she saw over my shoulder? I was really disappointed because I was hoping that the whispering thing would've lasted a little bit longer. But it didn't. I rolled over on my front and sighed in disappointment.
"I guess we're done with the whispering thing then," I said.
But quickly those feelings of slight disappointment were replaced with the realization that I had the whole day with her. And that means, that I had more chances to win her and impress her. And I was curious with whatever she had found, so I ran after her, shaking off any feelings of slight sadness that I had.
When I caught up with her, I was amazed at what I saw. It was an amazing, super rare, very expensive 1950's MacCallister Ranger. Oh my god, I hadn't seen one of these since I was kid! Dad taught me how to ride on one of these, and not to mention that they were one of the fastest mowers around. I honestly thought I would never see one of these ever again. Guess I was wrong. Bloody hell, look at where I'm going. I could go on all day talking about mowers, something she would never be interested in. The girls I was with in the past, always hated racing and yet they showed up for every race that I was in. I never understood it.
"It's a 1950's MacCallister Ranger!" Juliet cried in excitement as she examined it.
I was shocked. She actually knew what it was?
"Let's start her up!"
I was even more excited when she said that. Whenever I showed a mower to one of the girls I was with, they would honestly run away in fear before I even started the engine. This girl, she wanted me to start it up. This girl, the girl I was in love with, knew about mowers. And the best part is that she's not even running away from it. I was ecstatic.
"Yeah!" I said in excitement.
I jumped onto the mower. This mower who was probably the King of Mowers in my young eyes as a child, was now the thing I would show the girl I loved.
"OK, check out the power on this beauty!"
I then in my excitement and joy, yanked the starter cord. As usual, the Universe was not on my side again, and this time, it made me look stupid in front of her once again. The engine wouldn't start up, and it let out a very sad grinding noise. I saw the disappointment in her face, and I knew that I couldn't let this thing be broken. In embarassment, and in defiance against the forces of the Universe, yanked the cord again. It still wouldn't start. I then realized that this had to be because it was empty, and that it really needed gas.
"She's empty," I said, looking around, and I spotted a shed. Possibly one that contained gas. "BINGO!"
I ran away from her and to the shed. The door had a rusty lock on it, and my mind trailed back to the pole that I used the night before to break into the Red Garden. I needed something to pick that lock, but I didn't have that pole now. And right now, the pole would prove its use once again. Sadly, it's probably somewhere in the alley forgotten and not here.
"Here try this," said Juliet.
She handed me a metal pole that was almost identical to the one that I had last night. But I knew that that was impossible.
"Thanks," I said.
Now maybe I can show her that I'm not an idiot.
I then began to poke at the lock, and to our surprise, it immediately fell to the ground the moment it was touched. The two of us then worked as a team and opened the door. As we opened the door, a quintessance of dust was released from the shed. It got caught in my lungs, and I coughed and Juliet coughed with me. I wasn't surprised, this shed probably hadn't been opened in years. I peered inside the shed for any gas, but I really couldn't see anything in all that pitch black. I looked over at the girl I loved before the both of us entered the shed together. I held the pole in my hands, and I was planning on using it as a weapon. Just in case anyone was here, I was ready to protect her. Although she probably didn't even need protection, I still felt that need to protect her. She wasn't the kind of fragile girl. She was more than that.
We didn't even get a few steps into the shed, the door slammed behind us. Great, now we're trapped in pitch blackness. I can't see a thing in this bloody darkness. I began to back up to see if I could find the door, when I ran into something. I think I knew who that something is. It sent a glowing feeling throughout my body.
"Is that you?" Juliet whispered.
I smiled. "Yeah. Yeah, it's me."
We both laughed. At least she was here with me. As I was thinking how in love I was with this girl, a voice came out of nowhere.
"IT'S ME TOO!"
We didn't know what that was, but we weren't sticking around to find out. I don't know to this day how we managed to find the door, but we did and raced out of the shed and dived behind some bags of sand in fear. We both came up to look at whatever spoke just a few seconds ago. I wasn't worried. With Juliet's fighting and intelligence and my strength and stealthiness, I think we could take him. That didn't stop me from wondering what the hell it was.
"What was that?" I said still holding the pole up.
"I have no idea," she said, for the first time since I met, seeming a little scared.
I was going to protect her from whatever this thing was. So I pointed the pole towards the shack, going into defense mode.
"OK! Whatever you are, come out slowly!" I said firmly and in my voice, added a sense of intimidation. "I have a loaded stick...uh...weapon! And I'm not afraid to use it!"
I stepped back, and I looked into the darkness of the shed again. Still couldn't see anything, even this close to it, and having more light to rely on. I then said to her.
"Do you think I scared it?"
She never got a chance to answer my question, because she was interrupted by the same voice that terrified us before. And it scared us once again.
"Oh, definitely! I know I'm scared!" the voice said again.
We both turned around and we learned that the voice that scared us belong a very large, pink, plastic, flamingo. And on top of that, he was missing of his legs. As Juliet and I both tripped backwards off the sandbags, the bird grabbed the pole I had out of my hand. Luckily Juliet and I landed safely on the ground, but we were still a little startled. The Flamingo attached the pole that was used to open the door, to his body. I then began to realize, that the pole was really his missing leg. He began to flex it a little and returned to speaking.
"Oh, look at that baby, huh? WATCH ME NOW!" he said, and I knew without a doubt that the voice and the Flamingo were one in the same. The Flamingo began to dance around, and I also noticed that unlike us, he didn't have an English accent and instead had a Hispanic accent. He concluded his dance by landing on his back.
"Oh, by the way thanks for finding my leg!" he said, waving his leg at us. "And setting me free! I LOVE YOU!"
And then he stood back up, and wrapped one of his legs around us, forcing us to be closer together. If I was a little in shock with what we had actually found instead of gas, I would focus on the fact that I liked this closeness with Juliet. I had never met someone like this Flamingo before in my life.
"Do you know what it's like to be trapped for twenty years? All alone by yourself? No one for to talk at!"
He then let us go, and caused us to spin around. I was quite dizzy for a few minutes as he was talking.
"Hola Featherstone! Como esta usted?" He then moved to another side, as if he was talking to another person. "Bueno! Featherstone! How's the other leg?" He then moved to the other side. "I don't know Featherstone! Member? I don't have it."
I'm not the best at names, but I'm pretty sure that after calling himself Featherstone, that this was his name.
"You see? I'm not exactly terrific company, am I?"
Great. Someone was here. That bird may be in league with either of our parents, and that would mean that our love would be in danger. No one could find out about us. I wanted to be with her, for as long as I can. And if anyone found out about us, that would mean an even bigger war than the one that occurred when my father and Juliet's mother were killed. The children of the leaders of both gardens falling in love. Now wouldn't that cause more death and destruction? Time to leave.
I nudged Juliet and I could see my cautioness being transferred into my face.
"Sorry, but we didn't anyone lived here..." I said.
Juliet saw where I was going with this and went along.
"Yeah... We shouldn't be here. We'll be going..." She smiled the most fake smile and we made a run for it.
We weren't even half a mile away from the shed, and I know that we still felt the same way we did a few moments ago.
"What if he follows us?" she said afraid.
I turned around, just as worried as she was. "Then our parents find out!"
What if they did find out about us? What would happen? I probably would never see her again. No, it probably would be much worse than that. Not seeing Juliet ever again. That in itself was something worse than death.
"Oh no!" she said. "Nanette was right! We're doomed!"
I was about to comment on her easy admitting to defeat, when I ran straight into something. When I could actually open my eyes again, I realized I was being blocked by Featherstone. Great. Now we'll never excape him. He's going to go and tell our parents about us. What could we do now? I felt the emotions of worry and fear about what would happen to us run through my body.
"Oh, oh, oh!" he said, as if nothing was wrong at all. "You cannot ever pull the wool over these beady eyes!"
Featherstone pointed to both of his eyes as he spoke, and widened during the last part.
Both of us I was sure were just staring at him in disbelief. I just was apalled that he was acting as if nothing was wrong.
"I think that you two," he said pointing at us. "Are on a date!"
Even though it couldn't be more than true, I still needed to protect her. So I tried to muster up all the acting skills I had, and pretended that I couldn't be in love with this girl at all.
"DATE? No, no..." we both said at the same time, and Juliet was doing a great job going along with pretending we hated each other. I still needed a plan to get us away from him.
"No, no...not dating!" she said. "FIGHTING!"
Juliet is bloody genius. She took a fighting stance. And I took her idea and ran with it.
"Yeah.." I said, putting up my fists like humans would do in a boxing match. "Fighting! To the death!"
"Mortal enemies!" she yelled.
Reality: Star Crossed Lovers.
All of these things that we were saying about each other, were things I said about Reds in the past, but were things that I could never say about or to her. It sort of was painful to say all of these things about her that weren't true.
Featherstone didn't seem like he was going to leave, so we had to go farther to get rid of him.
"Don't you see it?" I asked defensively.
"He's a Blue!" she yelled gesturing to me.
"And she's a Red!" I yelled back, repeating the motion of Juliet.
"AND I'M PINK!" Featherstone said happily, pointing to himself. "Who cares?"
Who cares? Who cares that she's a Red? Was there a moment in my entire life that even considered that question. Who cares? It's as if in those words, I woke up. I woke up to so many things. Who cares? Who cares about the feud? About this long rivalry? Our families did. But did I? Did Juliet? If we had cared about that, would we be here right now? If I had heard someone say that a day ago, I probably would knocked them out. But now... I wasn't exactly sure how I felt. Did I care about this whole thing? Would I let this feud keep me apart from her?
Juliet and I exchanged looks of what he had said. My thoughts of confusion about this feud were put on hold when Featherstone spoke again.
"Anyway! I got to ask, why are you bring her to a dumpy place like this?"
Oh my god, he was completely right! Even though it was a place away from our gardens, where we first met, and the only place we knew we could meet in secret, it was a complete mess! Was I really this stupid?
Featherstone gasped. "I know! I know! Un momento! I'll be right back!"
He was gone for a few moments and returned with the MacCallister Ranger we had found. Juliet and I looked at each other, and we smiled warmly.
We eventually found some fuel to bring the mower back to life. I knew that I really loved to race Lawnmowers more than anything in the world, but I was actually waiting to see what Juliet would do. She knew what the mower was, she wasn't scared of it, and she didn't seem to be cowering away from it. She actually looked like she wanted to ride it. Was this girl serious? I always said that the girl of my dreams would be an amazing Lawnmower rider. If so, I was going to say something to her that I had never said to another girl before.
"Juliet, wait."
She looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Oh, here it comes...I'm too delicate, right?" she said, exasperatedly.
Delicate? Juliet? Those two words just didn't even come close with going together. She was far from being delicate. She was everything but delicate. I began to wonder if back home, she was treated differently than she should be treated.
I laughed, but not enough. I thought that the concept of Juliet being delicate, was hilarious.
"No, no. I was going to say: don't hold back, let 'er rip!"
She seemed really surprised to hear me say that to her. I was almost given the impression that she never once had a ounce of freedom before. She deserved to be free, and maybe she was never given that back home. I don't anyone she had known had ever told her what I had told her. Which is why she needed those words, so that for once in her life, she could be her true self. Last night, in the Red Garden, I noticed that her father really kept her away from the world. Like a caged bird. Maybe, I could free this caged bird, and make her get ready to fly free in the wind.
"Oh, really?" she said, really surprised.
I knew that she needed someone to teach her how to have a good time, and how to be herself.
I smiled at her. "Yeah!"
It seemed like my words were able to stir some more fire up in her. Like she felt like there was nothing at all to stop her from doing this. She revved up the Mower, and it seemed like she wanted to impress me. I was going to watch her. I was wondering what exactly she could do with a Mower. This was the first girl I had ever known that was brave enough to try riding a Mower. Maybe they didn't like it, because after all, it was quite dangerous. It does take lives, if you're careful. It takes years to be able to achieve what can be achieved by us racers.
She drove off, and I watched her in amazement. She was a complete natural at driving a Mower, and when I say a natural, I mean that times five hundred million. She was so beautiful when she smiled, and it looked like she really hadn't smiled in years. I had never seen her like this before, and I liked her like this. And as she rode around the field a couple of times, I couldn't help by stare with my mouth half way down to the floor. She looked back at me a couple of times with the biggest and most beautiful smile on her face. She looked even more beautiful than she ever been before. And that's because she was smiling. She had most certainly caught my attention with her riding. Oh my god. She's a complete natural at this. I wasn't even sure if she had even driven a Lawnmower before in her life. I think I'm completely in love with her.
"Wow!" I said, completely amazed.
Incredibly beautiful, intelligent, kind, funny, and now she's a pro at driving a mower? I think I could die happy now knowing that I had found my soul mate. She drove around the grass, and she seemed like she felt completely free. I smiled, because that was my goal. She stopped the mower, and did a flip off of it and landed right in front of me.
"TA DA!" she said, feeling accomplished.
I then noticed what she had created, and I think my heart melted at that point. With the Mower, she had made a heart with our initials in it. I know that I had told her that I loved her with giving her the Orchid that brought us together. But there was no way in the world, I could live up to that amazing thing she had just done. I had the biggest smile on my face as I looked around at it. Featherstone laughed in happiness and his excitement at Juliet's creation.
"Oh ho ho! It's definitely an improvement!" he said, and I was thinking that it was so much more than an improvement.
"Fantastic penmanship too! But you know, we still gots to do something about all these weeds!"
"They're not weeds! Those dandelions are wishes!" Juliet said.
I never made wishes on those before. I remember I would always look at the stars. Crying myself to sleep everynight, begging that whatever out there would bring my father back to Mum and me.
Featherstone picked one, and examined it with caution. "I don't know... A week by any other name is still a weed."
Juliet didn't seem so concerned with that. "Go on! Make a wish, and then blow on it!"
Our new friend then attempted his little experiment. And failed at it quite miserably. It must be really hard to do that with a beak. He couldn't even blow one off of the "weed" as he had called it.
"It's kinda hard with a beak huh?" he asked, as he refused to give up trying. "Kind of tires you out huh? I go to sit down now!"
Then Juliet and I sat down on the grass, both laughing in joy.
She laughed, and she blushed. "I've got a confession to make. I've never actually driven a mower!"
I know that I didn't do this in front of her, but I think my eyes would've gone to the sign of dinner plates at that confession. There was bloody way she could drive a Mower that well, and never done it one time. I couldn't even believe it. Was there one thing the girl I loved couldn't do?
"What?" I said, surprised. "No way! You're a natural!"
She then sighed, and lay back onto the grass. "Well, my dad...he's a little..overprotective.."
And then I realized why she had acted so caged. Her father must've kept her a secret her whole life, and probably had never even been outside her garden other than last night. As I looked at her, I just wanted to know every single detail about her that I didn't already know. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. I lay down next to her.
So many things were going in and out of my mind. I then remembered who I was a day earlier. The Gnomeo of the Blue Garden, whose father was in his eyes brutally murdered by Reds. Since that day, his son vowed revenge against the Red Garden. Everyday, he lived on revenge, and did everything in his power to bring shame and destruction to the beauty of the Red Garden. And especially Tybalt, the fattest Gnome alive. But then I met her, and the whole world vanished and could've exploded, and I don't think I would've even noticed. I was completely and totally out of my mind, as Shroom had said. This was completely crazy, and if anyone ever found out... I don't even want to consider that.
"You know this is crazy, right?" I asked her.
She sighed. "Yeah."
I just was still in complete shock that of all those girls I had been with in the past, I never had feelings for any of them. And not to mention, they were all girls from the Blue Garden. Then I meet Juliet, a Red Gnome, and I can honestly say that my feelings and love for her, were stronger than any hate I had in me yesterday.
How was it possible that a man who had hated Reds all of his life, fall in love with one?
"I just never imagined I could fall for a Red!" I said in complete incomprehension of myself.
She laughed. "Oh! And me a Blue! No way!"
This was not something that I was just yesterday, I had spent my entire life hating the Red Garden.
"My whole life, my mum raised me to hate you guys...You, reds...So...this could never work..." I looked back at her with hope. "Could it?"
I wanted to be with her. I really, really did. Now till the end of forever. But it was completely wrong, and sooner or later, we would have to end it.
"Well, a Red and a Blue. It just can't be," she said softly. "Can it?"
Can it? A question harder than to be or not to be. Should I follow everything my life was about, or should I be with the one girl I ever really loved? A life without Juliet, well, is no life at all.
I was brought out of my thoughts when I looked at the sky, and it was covered in seeds. It almost looked like snow. It almost brought all of my worries away. I wished they would go away easier than the seeds in the wind.
"Look! It's kinda like snowing, but it's not! Oh, yeah. I getting into this now! See the trick is to go like..." With his technique, blew all the seeds away. "And get em all at once!" And then they were easily gone, and joined its family in the wind.
"Ahhh! I wish... We could all come back, and do this tomorrow! And... I promise... Your secret is safe with me..."
Now, I realized the true friend Featherstone was. He would keep our secret. I felt amazing. This beautiful and amazing girl loved me, and that was all that I really needed.
She smiled that beautiful smile again.
"Well?" she asked. "Should we?"
Without a doubt in my mind, I said, quoting her.
"I could do 11:45."
"Not soon enough," she said, quoting me back.
We then smiled at each other again, and those emerald eyes just removed all the doubts and worries I had.
I then put my hand on the grass, and without question, Juliet took it. She then closed her eyes and smiled. I then remembered the one thing that I regretted about last night. That I never got the chance to kiss her. Instinct and undying love for this girl took over, and I being bolder than I had before, came closer to her and wrapped my other arm around her, without letting go of her hand. I smiled at her, and I just couldn't help myself anymore. Without any doubts, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. She seemed a little surprised, I must confess, but she didn't push me away or fight me. Instead she wrapped her arms around my neck, and I wrapped mine around her waist. My god, it was like kissing an angel. Because that's exactly what she was. This was heaven, and Juliet was coming to welcome me to it.
But when one hand reached up to touch the side of my face with the scar, I froze. No one had ever touched that. It was something before that I was proud of..but around her, I just wished I could tear it off my face. No, no. She couldn't touch that, see it, or even look like she could love me with it. Her fingers on it, felt like fire. All I felt at the moment was shame. But after mere moments, her touch was soothing, and I felt as if for real, that I had nothing to hide anymore. Nothing to be afraid of. Ever again. And I never would. As long as I was with her, nothing else really mattered to me.
When we finally broke apart, we smiled at each other. And we continued to wrap our arms around each other, and continued to stay that way for quite a while. I had this unbelievable feeling going on inside of me, that I had never felt before. It was an emotion that I banished from my memory long ago. I began to wonder to myself.
Is this what it's like, to be truly happy?
The next hours that I spent with my new friend and with the love of my life, I could actually tell the truth, and say that they were the happiest moments of my entire life. There wasn't anything I didn't learn about Juliet. I wanted to remember every single precious detail there was to know about her. I learned everything about her, and she learned a few things about me too. But it was just so much better to just listen to her talk. I told her about how I got my scar, and she told me how her mother died. We then realized that our parents died in the same accident, but we slowly began to realize that it really didn't matter. We loved each other, and nothing in the entire world could keep us apart. Our friend was very quiet. I wish that there was something we could do to help him. I couldn't imagine being alone for twenty years. We then realized, sadly, that we had to get back to our gardens before something happened. I didn't want to go back at all, being at the place where she wasn't. But I knew, even though it was 20 years away for me, I would see her tomorrow.
We then said our farewells to our new friend, and walked back to our gardens, hand in hand for the very first time.
I actually attempted to walk slower a few times so that I would have an excuse to keep holding her hand. Until we finally made it back to our gates, and I didn't want to let go of her. This was the girl that I was sure I wanted to spend the rest of forever with, and to be away from her, for even a day, was torture. But the only good thing about leaving her, was that I knew she felt the exact same way about me leaving her. We held on to each other for as long as we were able and kept our eyes on the other until it was no longer possible.
I went to my gate and shut it with my foot, and I sighed in complete content. But I was completely unaware of the consquences of my meeting with Juliet.
That's it! Hope you enjoyed it! I'm again really sorry for the wait! But thank you for your patience and I promise to update again very soon.
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Next Chapter: Sad chapter, it always breaks my heart when I watch the scene, but sadly we must get the scene over with so that we can move on to better stuff!
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