Resonate
Noah continued to stare at the road, long after Allie had left and the dust she kicked up with her car has long settled back to the ground. The gravity of all that has happened suddenly came falling on top of him and his anger and frustration showed itself. He walked to his porch and punched one of the beams, damaging it a little. His hand hurt like hell but he felt nothing. He sat out there for a long time and when the sun began to fade, like his hopes that Allie would return. He brought his hands to his face and started to weep openly, his tears mixing in with the dried up blood from his fists.
Darkness descended and Noah made his way to his room. He kicked off his boots, threw his shirt on the ground. He crashed onto his bed and wrapped himself around a red blanket, as if he were a little child. He woke up the next day, with the sun in his eye. He laid in bed and tried to comprehend the past three days.
What he finally came to realize was his own stupidity. He was stupid enough to think that building this house, restoring it, painting it white, would bring Allie back to him. He had met many nice girls who were interested in him, but he turned them all down, including Martha. He thought about his father and Finn and how much he missed them both. "What would they do? What would they tell me" he asked himself. He already knew the answer. They would say, take your hits and move on.
He called the inn and sure enough she was gone. "It's over." he told himself. She got what she came for. She wanted closure and she finally got it. He thought that maybe now, he can finally move forward with his life. The sun was radiant and brought upon it a beautiful new day. The phone rang.
"You don't have to cancel your trip to Baltimore."
"No, I'm staying."
"Lon, please you should go, take care of business.. relax.. don't worry I will be at my parents house. It's been a rough couple of days, I just want sometime by myself."
"Fine, I'll call you when I get there." Lon gave her a kiss and he drove off.
Allie opened the door to her parent's house. Her father was there to greet her (no doubt spying on here with Lon). He didn't say anything, the exchanges between them both and her mother who walked down the stairs said it all. She went to her room and lied down. Completely drained, emotionally and physically, she fell asleep. A knock from the door woke her up.
"Sorry dear. I didn't mean to wake you."
"It's ok mom, come in… How long have I been out?"
"It's almost lunchtime dear. I'm glad you're back home."
"Mom, I'm too tired to get mad at you right now. After the past few days, I don't think I can handle any more emotions. I came home with Lon, I hope you're happy."
"I hope you believe me when I say that, I'm happy as long as you are. I can't tell you how sorry I was for hiding those letters. For all the good it's done me, I just didn't want you to get hurt."
"It's not me you should be worrying about mom, it's Noah."
"Regret is a painful lesson to learn. Noah is a good man. He didn't deserve to get hurt, believe me I know where you are coming from."
"What did you do?"
"..Nothing.." She pulled out a piece of paper. "Here is Noah's number. You can't change what happened but at least you can tell him you're sorry and hope God forgives you."
Allie stared at the paper and wrestled between calling and not calling. He deserves an apology at least, she thought. She mustered up her strength, picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hello.. hello is anyone there?"
"Hi Noah, it's Allie"
"…"
"I know you're probably mad and hurting ..but I just want to tell you .. that.. that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I wished things were different but …"
"No!" He interrupted. "Don't say you wish, you choose and it's done… if anyone was wishing for something it was me but.. .. (sigh) .. bye Allie.. goodbye." She heard the crack and his voice. Tears poured from Allie's eyes as she heard Noah hang up from the other end.
He didn't expect to hear from her again. At least now, there wasn't any doubt, no more wondering like what happened 7 years ago. He thought, what if he wasn't so outspoken yesterday, that she might've chosen him. "A pain in the ass" he called her. For a brief second he wished he would've said things differently, but he knew what he said was right. He told the truth and spoke from his heart, that's all a man can do. His father taught him that. He can hate her and be mad at her all he wants but in the end he still loves her. And when you love someone, truly love them, you wish for them happiness, even though it is not with you. Later on in the day, Noah decided to end things right. He took out a pen and paper and began to write.
