The Twists and Turns of Life

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Chapter 8: Don't You Know I Need You?

She was overcome with such a warm and peaceful feeling that she didn't want to wake up ever. The feeling that overtook her body was an emotion that she readily welcomed and she hoped that it wouldn't be the last time she would ever feel it.

She sighed deeply and opened her eyes. Immediately, a smile found its way to her features as she noticed Tristan's sleeping form next to her. Her arms were resting against his chest and his were around her waist. Then she felt like crying. Memories of the past week and a half came flooding back to her. A frown replaced the smile as she brought her hand up to his face, something she felt she had to do just to make sure he was really there. And he was. She spent the next 20 minutes watching him sleep, something she had never really done before.

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He had been awake for a while now, reveling in the feeling of having her touch him. He was afraid to open his eyes, in all truth, but he knew that he would have to eventually.

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I didn't know exactly what I was feeling. All of the emotions that were flowing through my body meshed together and I couldn't figure out which one was which.

Somewhere in the midst of everything, my gaze drifted down to his lips. They looked so soft and so…kissable. I looked back up at his eyes, finally noticing that they were open. My heart started to pound faster, not knowing how long he had been awake.

"Hey." His voice was quiet and laced with sleep.

I tore my stare away from him and looked down toward my hands, wringing them nervously. "Hey." There was a long drawn out silence that didn't seem to want to end. I finally looked back up into his eyes. "What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I had to come see you." Not once did his eyes waver from mine and that made me all the more self-conscience. Suddenly I became aware of our arms around each other.

I cleared my throat and looked down again. "Why?" I don't even know if he heard my question or not; my voice seemed lost to even myself.

He brought his hand up to my chin, lifting it up gently so that I would look at him; I was reluctant to. "Because I had to tell you…" he trailed off.

"Tell me what?"

He let out a huge sigh and got out of the bed, pacing around once he got up. "You-you're so stupid, you know that?"

I shot up out of bed. "What?!"

"You are so unbelievably stupid and oblivious!"

I scoffed and walked over to where he was. "Well, this is a great way to be greeted by someone!"

He didn't seem to hear me. "You just leave without telling me-"

"I tried to tell you that day and you just yelled at me!"

"-then you leave me a letter saying that you're going to move?!"

"Tristan-"

"How could you just do that?!"

"Tristan-"

"Don't you know I need you?"

All conversation stopped and I stared at him disbelievingly. I stared at him intently, trying to figure out if he was kidding or not, but all he did was study the floor pattern. "What?"

He took another deep sigh and ran his hand through his hair. He walked up to me and took my hands in his, staring into my eyes. "I need you…here. I need you to be here, with me."

My mouth opened and closed; I had no idea what to say to that. That's when I tripped over something that was behind me. I was anticipating falling hard, but Tristan's arms moved to my waist, making sure I didn't even come close to crashing to the ground. I looked up into his eyes, appreciation apparent. It took me a while to figure out that he was looking behind at the thing I tripped over. I followed his gaze and saw my suitcase, newly packed with folded clothes and special trinkets that I wanted to take with me back to Maggie's. "Tristan…"

He let go of me and his face grew expressionless. "You really are moving."

It scared me that it wasn't a question "Just let me explain-"

"I can't believe this!" His voice was so loud and abrupt that I jumped in fear. He muttered something under his breath before he walked out of my room, slamming the door on his way out. I flinched at the sound, then began to cry. That's when I started to feel dizzy. I felt my hands fling through the air, trying to grab onto something that I could sturdy myself with, but nothing seemed within the distance. My world went black as I felt the rush of falling to the floor.