OMG! I just came home from seeing Star Wars Episode 2 and I'm sorry but
Ewan is such a chunk of hotness looking young or old! LOL! Ok Sorry I
just had to get that out of the way!
Chapter 3
*I was so depressed. I was a fool to think she still loved me. I should have known… Oh how upset can one pers—ghost—get? I can't say I hadn't thought about whether or not she'd found someone else.
"If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go
Run away with my heart
Run away with my hope
Run away with my love …"
I sang softly. I had to win her back before she married. I had to.
*I heard him. It was so quiet I practically heard his thoughts as well. But I heard him sing and I broke down crying. Why couldn't he have come sooner? Why couldn't he have come when I begged and begged to the heavens?
"There's no love - like your love
And no other - could give more love
There's nowhere - unless you're there
All the time - all the way." I whispered into the dark. If it was so easy to admit it why couldn't I confess it to Christian? He was back; he still loved me… why won't I let myself tell him I do too.
The next morning I woke rather early. Christian wasn't awake yet and I never realized how beautiful he looked when he slept. He was as pretty as child.
I sat on the couch a little while, just watching him there in a relaxed sleep. I hadn't realized how long I'd been off in la-la land until I heard his soft accent:
"Can I help you?" I glanced at Christian and he was awake and smiling as if he knew my every thought.
"No." I torted scornfully. I stood and started my way toward the kitchen… that is until I felt strong arms around my waist and being tossed onto the couch. As I began giggling crazily Christian tickled me all over.
"Stop!" I cried through bursts of giggling.
"Ple…es-Please!" I cried. He stopped. Why? Our noses were touching and I could feel his breath on my face.
His blue eyes looked so sad yet he wore a smile. I couldn't help myself. I softly smiled back and touched his cheek. He was here. He was really here and I was refusing the chance of a lifetime.
Don't forget Chris… my mind was saying. Love Christian… my heart fought back. Love Christian… yes love him. I ran my other hand through his soft hair and watched his smile linger.
"I lo-" I started but didn't finish. Because that's when I heard the door unlock and saw Chris walk in. Rolling myself off the couch I stood up straight and tussled my messy hair.
Christian stood as I did and looked as if he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Chris! How nice… of… you to drop in." I stammered. He came over and kissed me lightly.
Chris started to sit down on the couch… Right ON Christian! I stuck out my hands and almost freaked out. Right in time Christian moved. However his face said, in the most polite way of course, 'Watch it man!'
I looked at Christian apologetically. But he didn't bother to accept my tries.
"Whew, that was closer than I wanted to be to his butt!" He commented instead. I quickly sat next to Chris.
"Sweet I came to tell you something and I hope you understand," Chris began.
"What?" I smiled.
"Well we're going to have to postpone the wedding." WHAT! I wanted to scream.
"Why?" I tried to stay cool.
"Well I'm needed down in England for a few weeks and well I really am sorry."
*Oh my gawd! Was she buying this? Bye the looks on her face she was!
"Oh well, I'm sure it'll be ok. I can wait a few more weeks." I could so tell she was going to bug out any minute.
"I mean as long as it's you I could wait an eternity." OH! OH THAT HURT, THAT STUNG! HOW COULD THE LITTLE WITCH!
"That's my sweet." That Chris guy squeezed her leg. Leaning he started kissing her… and it went on… and on… and on… and on… and, OH WAIT… never mind all Chris wanted to do was come up for air for a split second.
I couldn't believe how jealous I was growing. I wanted to kiss her that way and be the only one. I stopped watching them after a while.
Didn't she know how much this hurt? Having him kiss her and touch her the way I wanted to, didn't she know, didn't she care? I have to break this up!
I ran into the kitchen and then ran back… I was going to tell her how I felt… right here and now…
Hiding behind the curtain I started beating as hard as I could on a pan and going 'LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA!' as loud as I could. I knew Chris couldn't hear the La-ing but he could hear the pan.
"Who's here?" I heard him ask.
"No one." Paula answered. No one my ass.
"Well I'm going to go now. Here's my number at the hotel. Bye sweet." I heard him stand and walk to the door. Why did he always call her sweet? Never 'love' or anything as caring?
*As soon as Chris left I turned back to the living room and stood there thinking of what to do. I couldn't exactly blame Christian for acting the way he did but he could have done something a little less obvious.
"Christian get out here now!" I demanded as he obediently appeared from behind the curtain like a scared puppy.
"Christian that wasn't funny. You're going to mess things up between the two of us." I proclaimed. He bucked up a bit and looked at me angrily.
"Why do you care? As long as it's him you'll wait an eternity." He said. I could understand his anger.
"Christian you don't understand! I was trying to get him to leave! But don't you understand I'm also happy with him?" He started laughing. He was getting angrier.
"Well Paula do you think it makes me happy watching him touch you and hold you? I mean he's practically a cheap knock off of me! I mean he looks like me, he talks like me… I mean hell I probably kiss better than him but that doesn't make a difference! Paula the only other thing different between me and him is that I actually love you." Tears started streaking his face.
"So why not me?" He asked fixing himself.
"Christian are you listening to yourself? Chris does love me! He loves me very much! And you leave me a whole year and didn't expect anything to change. We had something in the past Christian and what we have now is something I want to stay the way it is. Do you understand?" I hated lying to him…
"You can't tell me you don't love me." He whispered.
"Christian… please."
"Tell me you don't love me and I will NEVER bother you again. I'll leave and I will NEVER come back. You tell me… RIGHT NOW!" he grew furious.
"Tell me." He whispered. Walking toward me and pulling me close I watched the tears fall from his eyes.
"Tell me you don't love me Paula." He kissed me. I couldn't say anything. I couldn't do anything that required speaking. All I could do is feel his lips and want more.
*I kissed her again. And again. Her lips will pillow mine constantly and our lips moved together like hot caramel. Before I even realized what I was doing I had her back against a wall and I felt a little… um… naughty.
But before I could do anything more the phone rang. Pulling away quickly, she went to answer it.
"Lisa and her boyfriend invited me to go shopping. You can come along if you want."
*At the mall Lisa pulled us to dozens of stores. Now we were in a hat store and Christian looked amused with the many different styles.
"We're gonna go look over here!" Lisa called to me. I waved to her as I stood in front of the mirror and tried on hats.
"I like that one on you!" Christian smiled at the sombrero atop my head. I giggled as I took it off.
Looking into the mirror I almost screamed as I saw a floating hat. Looking at Christian I realized he had put on a 70's rainbow Afro. I almost burst out laughing.
"Take that off before someone realizes its air holding it up!" I giggled.
"Who are you talking to?" Lisa asked.
"No one. I was giving my self a pep talk. I've started giving myself them when I decide I want to buy…" Realizing what I had in my hand, "Rainbow colored afros." I heard Christian laughing hysterically behind me.
"Ok… whatever honey." Lisa looked at me like I was crazy and walked away.
"Oh shut up!" I smacked his arm. I'd never had this much fun before. Not even with Chris. This is something I would have missed if he hadn't gone.
*Later that night after we'd went back home Paula and I got into yet another argument.
"Why can't you just admit it?" I yelled.
"Because Chris loves me! He wouldn't do something like that to me ever and how dare you bring something like that up!" She hollered back. I simply brought up the point that Chris may be cheating on her in England.
"Look at least I'm not living in the past!" She hollered.
She'd look for any excuse not to have to admit something she was scared of.
She walked over to the answering machine. No messages. She rubbed her head stressfully.
"Paula…" I tried to mend what I'd just torn.
"Christian, just stop ok? Just relax and stop." She turned from the phone right when it rang, only to turn and quickly snap it to her ear.
"Hello? Oh hi hunny." I waved my hands vigorously to get her attention. He tried to ignore me. I stood in front of her so she'd have to see me.
"Ask him what color are your eyes? If he really loves you he'll know." I said
She shook her head.
"Ask him! Ask him now! I won't stop until you do!" She rolled her eyes.
"Chris this is a silly question but, what color are my eyes?" She gave me a mean look.
"That's right my eyes…" I hated the look on her face but I cherished it because I knew I was a step closer… or not.
She smiled.
"That's right… hazel. Oh no reason it was just a thing… I wanted to ask you. Ok bye." She hung up the phone as I sat on the bed.
"Christian I don't appreciate this."
"He said hazel…" I mumbled.
"That's right he did. You see he loves me."
Closing my eyes and turning away from her I covered my eyes with a pillow.
"Christian what are you doing?"
"Shhh… Paula your eyes are hazel-green with 4 or 5 specks of brown feathers in your right eye and just two in your left. You've got 3 freckles next to your left eye and your hair is such a spring auburn color it makes me cry. All of this is the equivalency to beauty." Uncovering my face I turned back to her only to see tears in her eyes.
"Did he tell you that?" I asked with no emotion.
Songs:
Bryan Adams: Everything I Do (I Do It For You)
The Calling: Everywhere You Go
PLEASE R&R
Chapter 3
*I was so depressed. I was a fool to think she still loved me. I should have known… Oh how upset can one pers—ghost—get? I can't say I hadn't thought about whether or not she'd found someone else.
"If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go
Run away with my heart
Run away with my hope
Run away with my love …"
I sang softly. I had to win her back before she married. I had to.
*I heard him. It was so quiet I practically heard his thoughts as well. But I heard him sing and I broke down crying. Why couldn't he have come sooner? Why couldn't he have come when I begged and begged to the heavens?
"There's no love - like your love
And no other - could give more love
There's nowhere - unless you're there
All the time - all the way." I whispered into the dark. If it was so easy to admit it why couldn't I confess it to Christian? He was back; he still loved me… why won't I let myself tell him I do too.
The next morning I woke rather early. Christian wasn't awake yet and I never realized how beautiful he looked when he slept. He was as pretty as child.
I sat on the couch a little while, just watching him there in a relaxed sleep. I hadn't realized how long I'd been off in la-la land until I heard his soft accent:
"Can I help you?" I glanced at Christian and he was awake and smiling as if he knew my every thought.
"No." I torted scornfully. I stood and started my way toward the kitchen… that is until I felt strong arms around my waist and being tossed onto the couch. As I began giggling crazily Christian tickled me all over.
"Stop!" I cried through bursts of giggling.
"Ple…es-Please!" I cried. He stopped. Why? Our noses were touching and I could feel his breath on my face.
His blue eyes looked so sad yet he wore a smile. I couldn't help myself. I softly smiled back and touched his cheek. He was here. He was really here and I was refusing the chance of a lifetime.
Don't forget Chris… my mind was saying. Love Christian… my heart fought back. Love Christian… yes love him. I ran my other hand through his soft hair and watched his smile linger.
"I lo-" I started but didn't finish. Because that's when I heard the door unlock and saw Chris walk in. Rolling myself off the couch I stood up straight and tussled my messy hair.
Christian stood as I did and looked as if he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Chris! How nice… of… you to drop in." I stammered. He came over and kissed me lightly.
Chris started to sit down on the couch… Right ON Christian! I stuck out my hands and almost freaked out. Right in time Christian moved. However his face said, in the most polite way of course, 'Watch it man!'
I looked at Christian apologetically. But he didn't bother to accept my tries.
"Whew, that was closer than I wanted to be to his butt!" He commented instead. I quickly sat next to Chris.
"Sweet I came to tell you something and I hope you understand," Chris began.
"What?" I smiled.
"Well we're going to have to postpone the wedding." WHAT! I wanted to scream.
"Why?" I tried to stay cool.
"Well I'm needed down in England for a few weeks and well I really am sorry."
*Oh my gawd! Was she buying this? Bye the looks on her face she was!
"Oh well, I'm sure it'll be ok. I can wait a few more weeks." I could so tell she was going to bug out any minute.
"I mean as long as it's you I could wait an eternity." OH! OH THAT HURT, THAT STUNG! HOW COULD THE LITTLE WITCH!
"That's my sweet." That Chris guy squeezed her leg. Leaning he started kissing her… and it went on… and on… and on… and on… and, OH WAIT… never mind all Chris wanted to do was come up for air for a split second.
I couldn't believe how jealous I was growing. I wanted to kiss her that way and be the only one. I stopped watching them after a while.
Didn't she know how much this hurt? Having him kiss her and touch her the way I wanted to, didn't she know, didn't she care? I have to break this up!
I ran into the kitchen and then ran back… I was going to tell her how I felt… right here and now…
Hiding behind the curtain I started beating as hard as I could on a pan and going 'LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA!' as loud as I could. I knew Chris couldn't hear the La-ing but he could hear the pan.
"Who's here?" I heard him ask.
"No one." Paula answered. No one my ass.
"Well I'm going to go now. Here's my number at the hotel. Bye sweet." I heard him stand and walk to the door. Why did he always call her sweet? Never 'love' or anything as caring?
*As soon as Chris left I turned back to the living room and stood there thinking of what to do. I couldn't exactly blame Christian for acting the way he did but he could have done something a little less obvious.
"Christian get out here now!" I demanded as he obediently appeared from behind the curtain like a scared puppy.
"Christian that wasn't funny. You're going to mess things up between the two of us." I proclaimed. He bucked up a bit and looked at me angrily.
"Why do you care? As long as it's him you'll wait an eternity." He said. I could understand his anger.
"Christian you don't understand! I was trying to get him to leave! But don't you understand I'm also happy with him?" He started laughing. He was getting angrier.
"Well Paula do you think it makes me happy watching him touch you and hold you? I mean he's practically a cheap knock off of me! I mean he looks like me, he talks like me… I mean hell I probably kiss better than him but that doesn't make a difference! Paula the only other thing different between me and him is that I actually love you." Tears started streaking his face.
"So why not me?" He asked fixing himself.
"Christian are you listening to yourself? Chris does love me! He loves me very much! And you leave me a whole year and didn't expect anything to change. We had something in the past Christian and what we have now is something I want to stay the way it is. Do you understand?" I hated lying to him…
"You can't tell me you don't love me." He whispered.
"Christian… please."
"Tell me you don't love me and I will NEVER bother you again. I'll leave and I will NEVER come back. You tell me… RIGHT NOW!" he grew furious.
"Tell me." He whispered. Walking toward me and pulling me close I watched the tears fall from his eyes.
"Tell me you don't love me Paula." He kissed me. I couldn't say anything. I couldn't do anything that required speaking. All I could do is feel his lips and want more.
*I kissed her again. And again. Her lips will pillow mine constantly and our lips moved together like hot caramel. Before I even realized what I was doing I had her back against a wall and I felt a little… um… naughty.
But before I could do anything more the phone rang. Pulling away quickly, she went to answer it.
"Lisa and her boyfriend invited me to go shopping. You can come along if you want."
*At the mall Lisa pulled us to dozens of stores. Now we were in a hat store and Christian looked amused with the many different styles.
"We're gonna go look over here!" Lisa called to me. I waved to her as I stood in front of the mirror and tried on hats.
"I like that one on you!" Christian smiled at the sombrero atop my head. I giggled as I took it off.
Looking into the mirror I almost screamed as I saw a floating hat. Looking at Christian I realized he had put on a 70's rainbow Afro. I almost burst out laughing.
"Take that off before someone realizes its air holding it up!" I giggled.
"Who are you talking to?" Lisa asked.
"No one. I was giving my self a pep talk. I've started giving myself them when I decide I want to buy…" Realizing what I had in my hand, "Rainbow colored afros." I heard Christian laughing hysterically behind me.
"Ok… whatever honey." Lisa looked at me like I was crazy and walked away.
"Oh shut up!" I smacked his arm. I'd never had this much fun before. Not even with Chris. This is something I would have missed if he hadn't gone.
*Later that night after we'd went back home Paula and I got into yet another argument.
"Why can't you just admit it?" I yelled.
"Because Chris loves me! He wouldn't do something like that to me ever and how dare you bring something like that up!" She hollered back. I simply brought up the point that Chris may be cheating on her in England.
"Look at least I'm not living in the past!" She hollered.
She'd look for any excuse not to have to admit something she was scared of.
She walked over to the answering machine. No messages. She rubbed her head stressfully.
"Paula…" I tried to mend what I'd just torn.
"Christian, just stop ok? Just relax and stop." She turned from the phone right when it rang, only to turn and quickly snap it to her ear.
"Hello? Oh hi hunny." I waved my hands vigorously to get her attention. He tried to ignore me. I stood in front of her so she'd have to see me.
"Ask him what color are your eyes? If he really loves you he'll know." I said
She shook her head.
"Ask him! Ask him now! I won't stop until you do!" She rolled her eyes.
"Chris this is a silly question but, what color are my eyes?" She gave me a mean look.
"That's right my eyes…" I hated the look on her face but I cherished it because I knew I was a step closer… or not.
She smiled.
"That's right… hazel. Oh no reason it was just a thing… I wanted to ask you. Ok bye." She hung up the phone as I sat on the bed.
"Christian I don't appreciate this."
"He said hazel…" I mumbled.
"That's right he did. You see he loves me."
Closing my eyes and turning away from her I covered my eyes with a pillow.
"Christian what are you doing?"
"Shhh… Paula your eyes are hazel-green with 4 or 5 specks of brown feathers in your right eye and just two in your left. You've got 3 freckles next to your left eye and your hair is such a spring auburn color it makes me cry. All of this is the equivalency to beauty." Uncovering my face I turned back to her only to see tears in her eyes.
"Did he tell you that?" I asked with no emotion.
Songs:
Bryan Adams: Everything I Do (I Do It For You)
The Calling: Everywhere You Go
PLEASE R&R
