Affairs of the Heart
PART TWO: Love is Life
Chapter Eight
Five years later in New York City . . .
I never thought that I would ever move back, visiting yes, but never moving. Dean thought he would surprise me by saying, "Hey, guess what? I got transferred to Carmel, California. We're moving closer to your family. Isn't that great?"
Fuck.
My family was not why I didn't want to move back. No, I love my mom. I just couldn't live there. There were just too many memories. To many memories with the man who broke my heart.
But now I am engaged to Dean Richards, heir to his father's company, Richards' Insurance. I didn't date for a year when I came out here, for fear of heart break again. Then, I met Dean; he was sitting in my pyshc class, his messy dirty blond hair in his eyes. We talked and soon got into a relationship. He proposed and I said yes.
But, apparently, when you run away, your past comes to bite you in the ass.
I accepted the move. As much as all the time I have lived in New York City, I missed Carmel…that and the fact that I know Jesse De Silva lives in San Francisco. Still. Probably married to Katie.
That bitch. It's all her fault.
Whatever I don't care, I really don't care…I love Dean now. And in no time I will be Susannah Richards.
"So, are you happy we're moving to Carmel?" Dean asked as we packed our dishes, one of the many things we have left for last minute.
"Dean, yes, for the last time, I am happy. I miss my mom and my friends." I took a cup and wrapped it in newspaper. Huh, a monkey died at the zoo last week…. (A/N: ha ha ha, I will tell you the story behind that at the bottom)
He kissed my temple. "I'm happy that you're happy."
So, it was the night before we were to leave. Our apartment was bare, the moving truck had come to take our stuff a week before, and all that was left was our spare clothes, in one day I would be back home in Carmel. I wanted to see my mom and the rest of my family. I haven't seen them since Christmas. Cee Cee and Adam had their baby, Charlie, and their daughter, Abby, was happy to be a big sister. Gina and Jake, yes Gina and Jake, had FINALLY gotten together, it only took them five years. Paul was back in Carmel, he has started his own law practice there, and we talk at least twice a week. We're good friends, and care for each other in the platonic way. Oh, Paul has moved on, he is dating some girl named Nicole. Father Dominic was as lively as ever, I miss the old hottie too. Things were going to be great, I can tell.
(Nicole: SCORE! I get a cameo. And as Paul's girlfriend! Ha, I wish that were reality. Thanks, Laurs!)
"Suze, wake up." Dean was shaking me to wake up. "Come, on we are going to miss the plane if you don't get up."
I looked at the clock on my cell phone. It said 5:30 am.
"Shit." I got up and changed my clothes, we zipped up our suitcases, dropped the key off with the landlord, and we got a cab to the airport. We checked in, got through security (Dean had to be randomly checked), and got to our terminal, it was half hour before our flight. They aren't joking when they say be early.
"Suze, come on, they are boarding our rows." Thank god Dean pays attention, I sure as hell don't.
We got on the plane, and I sat at my window seat. In nine hours I would be at the airport almost home. But, to pass the time, I ate:
-One package of Pringles
-a bag of skittles
-and drank three bottles of water.
I also had:
-watched two movies
-done four mad libs
-and read my People and Star magazines.
This lasted me the whole trip.
When we were approaching Carmel, I could not help but smile. I truly missed everyone. I missed the ocean, and I missed seeing the mission from my bay window.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we will be reaching out destination Monterey Peninsula Airport. Please put your trays in the up right position, and put all trash in the trash as the stewardess passes by, thank you for flying with us and we all hope you enjoy your time in the Carmel/Monterey area."
I felt the excited feeling in the pit of my stomach as the plane started to go down. I put my magazines in my carry on back pack and put my tray up. Dean, who had slept the whole plane ride, was still sleeping, and snoring a bit.
"Dean, wake up, we're landing."
"Huh?" He woke up and looked out the window. The Palm trees I first saw on my first trip here, were growing closer and closer. The tires pulled out underneath us and we landed on the ground.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have landed at Monterey Peninsula airport; the current time is 11:00 am. The crew wishes you a good time in the area."
I looked out the window, and I knew, I was home.
Edited by: the ever-so-lovely Nicole.