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Chapter 20: "Signs"
Arizona's POV:
I like to think of myself as a pretty logical person. Signs, fate… leaving your cell phone in a cab and then having it returned to you by the love of your life. That's movie crap. I don't usually tend to believe, that there is some grand design meant to push you one way or the other, but tonight is tempting me to change my mind.
I had the ring, I had the girl, all I needed to do was have the two in the same place. I guess calling this a sign may be a stretch considering I was drunk and throwing my purse haphazardly all over New York, according to Joffery, or Larry, as I just recently found out. (I was watching Game of Thrones on the plane) But in the back of my mind I can't help but wonder if this is Tim's way of saying, "Slow down kid" or even maybe Callie isn't the one? Even thinking that feels wrong.
I should be engaged right now, having all kinds of hot, dirty sex, with the hottest woman on the Earth, but instead I am sitting in an airport, feeling sorry for myself, while my probably ex girlfriend is doing God knows what. A sudden pang of guilt hits me in the chest when I think about Callie's face; I hadn't meant to be so harsh, I just freaked out. That ring was one of my only ties to Tim I had left. I didn't even explain what was going on I just bailed. I never thought of myself as someone who would bail, especially on Callie, but here I am.
"See I told you it was her!" I suddenly just became extremely aware of my surroundings, I notice a small group of girls a few feet from me whispering and pointing.
Sometimes, especially in times of crisis, I forget people have any interest in seeing me. The fame thing is tricky, it's one thing in La to get recognized, but since becoming one part, of one of the most famous couples on tv, people have really started to notice me.
I understand the excitement, I'm a fan of tv as well, and I get that to them this is a once in a lifetime sort of thing, its not their fault I was a complete jackass and now don't feel like smiling for pictures. It's oddly like being a zoo animal in some cases, usually when they don't ask for my picture, choosing to just stand on the outside and click away.
I'm not complaining though I love my fans, without them where would I be? I shake my head, clearing my thoughts and stand up. "Oh god she is coming over, I think we pissed her off." The group of girls look terrified, im slightly amused.
"Who are you guys taking pictures of? Is someone famous here?" I give the girls a small wink, no matter what kind of a crappy day I've had I would never ignore the people that support me. After taking a few pictures and leaving someone's mom a voicemail message, that was a new one, I sit back down.
"That was very nice of you." Joffery….ok, Larry, sat down beside me.
"Don't give me too much credit, I kind of needed an ego boost after…everything." I really don't deserve someone being nice to me.
"Well, we all make mistakes, lose things, it happens." Larry is a very nice young man. He spent his entire night helping me look for the ring without questioning me. I feel like I owe him a major tip after screaming at his place work, referring to him as Joffery for a majority of the night, and the word 'crapdog' may have been thrown around.
"I just wish I knew exactly where I lost it, I mean, we narrowed it down to me tossing my purse around by luggage claim, hitting the old man, (again im not proud of my actions) falling by the car, and then throwing my purse into the car. It wasn't turned into lost and found, which I really didn't expect it to be. Not knowing is the worst of all of this." I let out a breath and lean back in the chair. I've tried calling Callie a million times, but her phone isn't even on anymore, I don't blame her. I talked to my parents; they just tried to talk me into going to their house and seeing if it "Turns up", which is just too unlikely.
"Well, we can go look again or I can take you back to Ms. Torres' place.." I look at him with the 'did you really just go there' face. "..Uh, hotel I mean, Ma'am." I pat his leg. "Good save, Joffery." I stand and look around the airport one last time defeated. I guess we should just go. I get my phone to see what hotels are available for the night and then I remember I left all of my things at Callie's, I don't even have my wallet with me. Awesome.
Callie's POV:
Crying? Crying sucks. I am done crying. I have spent all night crying over commercials, songs, one very sad Lifetime movie. And that woman. A woman, 8 months ago I would have laughed in someone's face if they had told me id be crying over a woman, but that is what I have been doing and im over it. Tears start welling up and stream down my face, ugh God, so not over it.
Why did she have to be so infuriating? Talking is not that hard, make words, and then use those words to explain what in the hell is going on. I know something had to happen other then me meeting with her parents. At least I want to believe that. I saw it, or I saw something, in her eyes.
I look at my phone. Dead. Not that I even expect Arizona to call me. I've had the urge to go downstairs and get my charger but im not sure if I want my phone on. What if she did call, or text, the way she just acted I wouldn't be surprised at all if there is a text saying "we're done'.
I mean storming out like that with no real explanation, that means we are done right? She walked away. If this is really about me talking to her parents then I guess I can somehow understand her being upset, but she doesn't get to bail. She could have had space here, I haven't even seen half of this house it's so freakin' huge, she could have had all the space she needed.
I grab my bottle of wine and drain what's left. Well, wine is a reason for me to go downstairs. Standing up gives me a head rush, I take my time going downstairs. When I get to the bottom I see that all of Arizona's stuff is still here. Really? She is that pissed off she can't even take her stuff with her? I have a slight urge to throw everything out on the porch, but I think that's more of the wine talking…maybe.
I get another bottle of wine; and walk over behind the couch and unplug my charger. I'm about to head upstairs but for some reason I look down at the entirety of Arizona's purse on my couch. Im not sure why but this pisses me off too. I grab her purse and start throwing all of her crap back inside of it.
I notice her wallet is still here. That strikes me as strange; unless she is going to her parent's house wouldn't she need it? I mean at the very least her ID for a hotel. Unless she is going to some whores house…I let out a very morbid laugh…my mind is all over the place tonight, maybe no more wine.
Moving her wallet I notice a folded piece of paper and start to open it, but then I stop. This looks like a letter, and it really is none of my business.
Screw it.
She left her stuff here, hell, she left me here! My house, my rules. I open the letter and scan to the bottom seeing it is signed by Tim. This feels wrong but I can't help it, im entirely too intrigued, I grab my bottle of wine and head out onto the porch.
Sitting on the porch swing I just had to have but never used, I start to read the letter.
Half way through the letter and I am crying…again…but this, this is a whole new kind of crying. My heart is breaking for Arizona, I immediately know why she freaked out, it all makes sense now. Tim gave her his ring, because he knew how much she adored it. I get to the part where he says "He's going to dance so hard at her wedding" and I am a complete mess. I would have loved this Timothy Robbins.
I can even understand why she didn't tell me what she was looking for, she was probably afraid it would somehow ruin the moment, and im sure she was just caught up in the fact that she couldn't find it period.
A ring, and not just any ring. Her ring, she was going to give me her ring. I can't help but smile and feel a flutter in my stomach. That look in her eyes did mean something. She had made a decision, I was right. I now felt horrible for having such a bad reaction, but I, I didn't know.
My mind is racing. I reach down to grab my charger I dropped under the swing while reading Tim's letter. I had to talk to Arizona I had to tell her I understand, and its ok, and..and.. I needed to help her find it. My God, that ring isn't replaceable she has to be devastated.
Grabbing the charger I feel something a little further back. It almost feels like a, a pack of gum? Why is a pack of gum under my porch swing?
I look under the swing and see lip gloss a bunch of random coins and…
I pull out the small jewelry box…when I open it my breath hitches...it's perfect…and everything comes together…When Arizona got here she was so excited to see me she threw her purse and laptop bag down on the porch, it must have fallen out.
This, this was a sign. I knew what exactly what to do. I threw a small wink up to the sky.
"Thank you Tim."
Arizona's POV:
I'm walking extremely slowly towards the exit of the airport, to say im dreading seeing Callie is an understatement. Actually, she probably won't even want to see me, which will be worse. I get it. I messed up, but people make mistakes and maybe, maybe this will bring us closer as a couple? I've been working on different things to say but Joffery…Larry…keeps saying I should just go with "Sorry, Im such an ass." We've somehow become friends after tonight.
"Dragging your feet wont make the results any better….Ma'am." Larry clears his throat as he opens the exit door for me.
"I am well aware of that, im just, thinking…and please stop calling me Ma'am, you've already called me an ass, Ma'am is just way too formal now." I give him a small smile.
"Uh, Arizona." Larry grabs my arm and pulls me to the right.
"What? We parked in the blue zone, I remember because I kept telling you if we would have parked in the red zone it would be faster but you kept saying we would get towed and…." I stop talking when I see Callie clad in her pajamas bursting out of a town car in the emergency zone.
"Callie! You…you came." I finally breathe out. I can't believe she is here. "Please, let me explain I know how I left things was horrible….I lost a ring, a very important ring, and I ran out and, and I know that doesn't excuse how I treated you…" Callie cut me off by pulling a small ring box out of her jacket pocket.
How did she? I'm so overwhelmed by everything. She found the ring, I don't care how right now, she found it, which means she knows what I was planning to ask right? So why…what is happening?
"Callie…I, this ring…it's special to me, it was for you, I wanted…I wanted to give it.. to you." Im surprised at how small my voice sounds.
Callie tries to blink away tears. "I know.." The tears in her eyes are now threatening to spill out at any moment.
"I made a mistake, one mistake, and if we could just, just go home and talk…" I'm starting to panic, it can't end like this. We weren't supposed to end. Ever.
"Yeah…I don't think it was, a mistake." There are tears in Callie's eyes and I can't understand what is going on. "I found Tim's letter, this ring isn't meant for me to have."
"Callie,…no…" This is not happening.
"Arizona, this ring is meant for me to give to you." Tears are now falling freely from both of our eyes. I can't wrap my mind around what is happening. Callie is now inches away from me. She opens the box and I see the ring ive spent my entire night in search of. "Tim was right, this ring deserves to be worn by the right girl, Arizona you are the only girl…woman…for me." Callie chuckles through her tears. I cant even make words right now.
"I never thought I'd find anyone I want to spend the rest of my life with, You make me better, you make me want to be better. Everything that happened tonight wasn't a mistake, I don't believe that. I believe that it all happened so that we could have this moment right now. I could breathe without you, I could go on in this life and exist without you, but I don't want to just breathe and I don't want to just exist. I want to live, you make me live. I live for you, it really is just that simple."
I don't give Callie an answer, she doesn't need one. I fling myself on her and crash our lips together. I pour everything I am, and everything I hope we become into this kiss. I show her that not only are we together, but we are one.
Callie pulls back and rests our foreheads together. "I think we just gave a lot of people front row seats to our engagement."
"It's a good thing it worked out well then, I'd hate to see what our fans would do to you, if you had left me standing here…all alone…at the airport." I give her a small kiss and let her slide the ring on my finger.
"Hmm…" Callie tilts her head to the side, observing the ring on my finger, and then looks at me.
"What? Regretting this already?" I give a nervous laugh, after this day I can't be too sure about anything.
"No, it's just that it already fits, it was too small for me when…I tried it on in the car….must be a sign." Callie winks and pulls me towards the car waving at the crowd that had formed outside.
Fine….maybe I do believe in signs. I look up to the sky and wink.
"Thanks Timmy."