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Chapter 21 – Surprise

The following two weeks passed by quickly, and with it, I moved a long as if I barely even existed. I visited my family when I was wanted, I worked when I was needed, but other than that, there was nothing. If I were not doing one of those two things, I was sat at home by myself, usually eating a whole tub of ice cream while watching a romantic and very depressing movie.

There was nothing that interested me in this life of mine anymore. Ever since the first night I had been back in my apartment by myself, I had wanted nothing more than to be back on the island. With Julie, my friend... with John, my love.

This particular morning was one of the days that were drifting off into nothingness, and it was still only ten o'clock in the morning. I stood in the kitchen, not speaking or moving. I was leant over the counter, my face rested on my hand, as I stared around my room. There must have been something that I could do to get me out of the depression that I had slipped in to. I would have taken work, chatting with Mum, anything right now, over being here all by myself – because all I could think about was him. I knew that in a few hours time I would be visiting my parents, it was a daily routine now... but I still had up until then to occupy.

A piercing sound rang through the room at that moment, causing me to cringe at the noise. It didn't take me long to realise that it was the sound of my house phone ringing, and my eyes rolled automatically as I walked over to pick it up. I instantly knew that it was going to be my mother, asking if I were taking care of myself, and if I were still on for later on that afternoon. What else would I be doing?

"Hello?" I spoke down the phone, my voice lacking any enthusiasm what so ever.

"Crystal?"

My eyes grew wide at the thick, Australian accent which had just spoken my name. There was no way... it couldn't be her...

"Julie?" I asked rather reluctantly.

"Finally, you have no idea how many numbers I tried before this! You won't believe how many people live in Boston that are called Crystal!"

"What... how the... is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine, I was actually just calling to see if you had gotten your post yet today?"

"My post?" I asked, completely confused as my eyebrows scrunched together, "Not yet, he usually doesn't get here for another hour, why?"

"Well, I think maybe you should just go and check... you know, in case he was early."

I frowned, wondering what the hell Julie was talking about. I shook my head, asking myself if all the heat from the island had sent her loopy. She was half way across the world from me, why did she need me to check my mail?

"Are you feeling okay, Jewels?" I chuckled.

"Yes, Crystal," She sighed, and I could hear the annoyance in her tone, causing me to laugh a second time, "Look, just trust me, okay? Go check you're mail."

"Fine, fine, one second," I sighed as I walked over to my front door and opened it up, ready to walk down the few flights of stairs to my mail box.

"Surprise!"

I jumped back, my mouth wide as I took in the person stood before my door. How... how was this even possible? How the hell had she gotten all the way over here, and even more importantly, how the hell did she know where I lived?

"What the..." I spoke up, walking close to the woman to make sure I wasn't seeing things, "Julie, I... wow." I shook my head, my arms automatically reaching out to hug her.

"I know, I'm guessing you weren't expecting me?" Her held tilted to the side and she chuckled.

"Not at all," I shook my head, frowning, "Not that it isn't fantastic to see you, but why, and most importantly how, are you here?"

"Well, it took me days to finally find your address," She scowled, "I went through a hell of a lot of trouble, which included a run in with a very handsome man, but I'd rather not tell you the rest of the story, or how it came to be that he ever so kindly handed over your address," She spoke with such innocence, I couldn't help but laugh. I had missed this more than she could have possibly known.

"No way," My eyes were wide as I grinned at her, "You shouldn't have gone to so much trouble just to find me, Jewels! But I guess I did help you find this guy you're talking about," I rose an eyebrow, and she smirked back at me.

"Ah, yes, I definitely owe you for that," She nodded, before she put her hand in her pocket and began to slowly pull something out of it, "And I did need to find you, because – well, I couldn't just leave you like you were at the airport, Crystal. You were so upset that you and John were being separated, I just couldn't let it all end there..."

"What?" My forehead scrunched together tightly as I wondered what the hell she was talking about, "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, Crystal," She began, finally pulling the contents out of her pocket and wafting the two, white tickets in front of my face, "That being your friend, I couldn't let your dreams end like they did at the airport. I wanted to give you one more chance at winning the man that you love."

"Crystal, darling, come in," My mother smiled at me widely as she opened up her front door to see me pacing on the opposite side, "You're a little early today, sweetie."

"I know, Mum," I nodded, "That's because I actually can't stay... something, well – huge, has come up," I thrust a pointed thumb backwards to my car, where Julie was sat waiting in the passenger seat.

"Oh, you're off out with a friend?" She asked, her own eyes growing wide, "That's fantastic, hun. I'm so happy to see that you're finally trying to move on and forget about what happened."

I frowned, my patience as it usually was on this matter, thin. Barely days after arriving back home, my Mum had pestered me about going out with my friends to 'forget'.

"You know, Mum... have you ever thought that I might not want to forget about what happened?" I asked, shaking my head, "Have you ever thought that perhaps my time on the island had been as decent, no, actually better, than my life here?"

She looked at me in silence, her mouth wide open as she took in my words. She probably thought I was a lunatic, saying that life on a deserted island was better than living at home. To her, she had everything here... her beautiful home, her loving husband. Me? I had a lousy job and an empty apartment. On the island, I had John. There was no comparison.

"Crystal, hunnie, I don't understand..."

I sighed as I walked closer to her and took a hold of her hands in my own. I didn't want to be angry with her; it wasn't her fault that everything had turned out as it was. She'd done everything she had as of late to try and help me out, maybe if I had just been honest to her from the start she would have realised how I felt.

"Mum, I'm not going out with my friends..." I stopped, looked at the car, and smiled, before I turned back to my parent, "Actually, I am in a way. The woman in the car, that's Julie. She's Australian, we met on the island, and she flew all the way over here for me, Mum. She flew here to give me two tickets to a wrestling show tonight."

"A wrestling show?" She asked, completely confused at this point, "You don't even like wrestling, dear."

"Hmm, Mum," I shook my head, smiling at her, "You see, while I was on the island... there was someone else who I met - a young man who means the world to me, if not more, and that's where I'm going to find him tonight. Julie came here to help me find him again, because without him, well – I don't think I can move on and forget what happened."

"I..." She stuttered, before falling silent and looking deep into my eyes. She seemed to stay this way for hours, contemplating what I had just told her. Eventually, something which I was most definitely not expecting happened. A smile broke across her features, "What is the young man's name?"

"John, Ma."

"And do you love him?"

"More than anything," I nodded without hesitation, smiling crookedly her way.

"Then go, Crystal. Go and find the man that you love."