EDIT: I originally had this chapter take place in the fall, but I decided to change it to Summer. The way I had everything set up, everything that happened in the first chapter takes place in Winter, so I do need to change it. So, I hope you all understand and continue to support me, only 3 more chapters to go!
A/N: Hello everyone! Smurf with a brand new chapter! This chapter was a bit difficult to write, because in the games, they don't move in with each other until after you marry the person, so I didn't know how to actually describe this, so I just went with whatever. Anyways, the next chapter will make this story go to "M" so please, please either follow my story, or when you search for it make sure you change the ratings part from "T" to "M". Or you could always search for my story using my pen name "Smurf2005". Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Letters to Nobody
Chapter Twenty-one
Spring 15
Dear Vaughn,
Every day it gets harder to live without you. I am losing hope that I will never see you again, and I am not sure I can handle that. Every morning, when I wake up, I keep thinking I am going to see you again; that you will be laying next to me. I remember when you started staying with me.
We were well into our relationship, and as usual, I was waiting for you to show up, just like I did every week. It was now Summer, and sometimes the breeze was cool enough to make me shiver. I didn't wear a jacket, because it was warm enough during the day. Nighttime was a different story. After a few minutes, I saw the lights of the boat that would bring you to me.
As soon as you stepped off the boat, I was already there, ready to embrace you. As always, you hugged me and gave me a light kiss on the forehead. As we left the beach and started heading into town, I was a little confused when you didn't turn toward Mirabelle's shop.
"Vaughn," I said, "aren't you going to Mirabelle's?"
Even in the faint glow of the moon, I could see your face turning red.
"Well, I talked to Mirabelle, and I expressed to her that I wanted to stay with you from now on. She had no problem with it as long as I showed up to do my job. What do you think? Can I stay with you?"
My face turned red as well. I wanted nothing more than to wake up beside you every morning. I felt my head nod yes, and a gentle smile spread across your face. You reached out and patted my head gently.
"I promise I won't do anything weird to you until you are ready. I know you may think you are ready, but I know you aren't. Just wait a bit longer," you said.
You grabbed my hand and led me to my ranch. When we reached the ranch, I started on dinner, and you unpacked your stuff. As I fried up some fish, I kept glancing over at you. It felt weird, seeing you unpack your stuff here. When dinner was done, we sat at my table and ate in silence. I didn't know what to say to you.
As I worried about that, I wondered if maybe this is how life would be for us if we ever got married. It seemed pretty dull to me. I thought marriage would be different than this. I stopped eating and you looked up at me.
"Chelsea, what's wrong?" you asked.
I looked up into your violet eyes and I could feel my blue eyes fill with tears.
"I am afraid you are going to leave because I am dull!" I said.
You stared at me, a bit dumbfounded. You put your chopsticks down and fixed your eyes on my face.
"What do you mean by that?" you asked, quietly.
"Well, we aren't talking and I am afraid that you are going to realize that I am a dull person and leave me!" I said.
The tears fell down my face and I didn't even try to wipe them away. You watched me for a few minutes before you started to chuckle. I was so startled that I stopped crying.
"Hey!" I said. "Why are you laughing?"
"I'm sorry! I couldn't help myself! You are so worried over something so small! I'm just nervous. I don't know what to say. Don't worry, I will never leave you."
You got up and you came around the table to me. You kneeled down and took my hands into yours.
"You promise? You won't leave me?" I asked.
"I promise," you said, embracing me. "I will never leave you. I am just nervous because I have never lived with a girl before."
You got up and went back to your seat and started to eat again. Feeling slightly better, I started on dinner, too. After we finished, I suggested that you take a bath while I do the dishes. You agreed and went into the bathroom. As I gathered up the plates, I stopped.
You were naked. In my house. Using my tub. I felt my face turn red as I thought about it. I shook my head and cursed myself inwardly for being a pervert. But, while I was doing the dishes, all I could think about was you, naked and dripping wet. I stood at the sink for a few minutes, thinking about it, when I noticed that there was drops of something red on the counter. I looked up into the window and saw that I had a nosebleed. Shit.
I had gotten the nosebleed while thinking about you naked. I really am a pervert. I shoved a tissue up my nose and finished the dishes, just as you were coming out of the bathroom.
"Ahhh! That felt good. The bath is free, Chelsea."
"Okay!" I said turning around.
As my eyes met yours, I found myself getting another nosebleed. You were in nothing but a pair of black boxers. And I could see your bulge. As I stared at your body, I passed out from the loss of blood that came from my perverted nosebleed.
I awoke a few minutes later, laying flat on my back, in a puddle of my blood and you hovering over me, obviously concerned.
"Are you okay?"
I sat up and I felt like my head was going to explode.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I said.
"Are you sure?" you asked.
After assuring you that I was okay, you told me to go take a bath and that you would clean up my nose blood. I felt humiliated that you were cleaning up my perverted nose blood. As I took my bath, I started to calm down a bit. I had to get used to this. If you were going to be staying here while you were on the island, then I needed to get used to it.
I got out of the bath and got dressed in my everyday pajamas. They weren't anything special. It was just a pair of shorts and a tank top. I hesitantly opened the bathroom door, and saw that the blood was cleaned up. I looked around the corner, and you were sitting on my bed, propped up by the headboard, reading one of my books on animals.
I walked over slowly and sat down on the edge of the bed. I was a bit surprised that you were still here. I figured my crazy perverted nosebleed would have scared you off. I heard the book snap shut behind me, and the next minute I knew, I was being pulled down onto the bed and your lips crushing mine. You pulled away and looked at my red-tinged face, a slight smile on your lips as a hand came up and caressed my face.
"Chelsea," you whispered. "I love you."
You pulled me close and we cuddled before we fell asleep in each others arms.
That might have been one of the more comical times in our relationship. I know we did laugh about it not long after this happened. After that inital night, I became more comfortable and didn't have another nosebleed. I miss times like that. Times when we could just joke around. I don't have that anymore. I miss you so much. Please, come back Vaughn.
Love,
Chelsea
Chelsea was asleep on her bed. The same book Vaughn was reading on his first night was still open beside her. She rolled over in her sleep and the book slipped off the bed and fell to the floor with a thud.
A/N: So, what did you think of this chapter. I finished most of this at work. Next chapter will be the night they first have sex. That might the most challenging chapter yet. I am starting on it though. I plan to have it up in the next couple of weeks. Read and review. Constructive criticism is welcome, but please no flames. See you in the next chapter.