Chapter 19: Through Your Eyes
By: Youngstown
Kimberly finally sat down in the chair before her gate for her flight to Paris, France.She would be boarding alone shortly. She started to cry again. All of a sudden, someone sat beside her. Kimberly wipes her eyes and looks over to see Tommy. She let out a slight laugh of disgust. Tommy pulled out an envelope from his book. He placed it on Kim's lap.
"You have the nerve to come now?" Tommy nodded. "I don't want a damn card! I wanted you last night! I wanted you to hold me and kiss me goodbye!" Tommy picked up the fallen envelope and placed it back in her lap. "Stop it! Where were you! I needed you!" She shoved the letter away. Tommy picked it up again and placed it on her lap. "What?" Kimberly ripped open the letter and found a card.
'Please Don't Go to Paris' it read. Kimberly threw thecard back at him.
"Why are you doing this! I can't stay! Why can't you just accept that Tommy!"
"Open it."
"I don't want to fucking open it! I want you to be happy! I want us to be happy! To not think we are threw because I am leaving! You promised me forever!"
"Will you open the damn card woman and read it!" Kimberly gasped as he yelled at her. She took the card from his hand.
"Fine!" She opened the card and gasped. 'But If You Must Leave…I Will Follow You.' "What does that mean?" Tommy held up a plane ticket. "You're coming to Paris?"
"Yes. I applied and surprisingly I got into Paris University too."
"What!"
"When you applied over New Years, so did I. I just forget about it, thinking neither of us would ever go, but then you got in. And you were so happy. I hated that, you were happy because you got in and you were leaving!"
"I wasn't happy about leaving you!"
"I know that! I know that, Beautiful. Then I got the letter 2 days ago and I knew I had a decision to make. Could I leave my parents, my friends, my life here? After seeing you, with all we have been through, I knew I could. All day yesterday, I spent making plans to move."
"You're coming to Paris with me!"
"Yes!"
"Tommy!" They hugged. "Oh!" She cried on him. "But why?"
"I watched you get on a plane and leave to a foreign place without me. I'm not letting that happen again. I love you too much Kimberly to let you walk away again."
"I can't believe this! I can't believe you!" She hit him many times.
"Ow! Hey! Hey!" Tommy caught her hands to stop her.
"You are such a meanie! Making me so crazy!"
"Sorry, for that. But I had to really make up my mind last night. It's not that I don't trust you to go off to Paris. I just can't let you leave me."
"I love you Tommy. And I never wanted to go, but…"
"I know, but I also know, where you go, I will follow. It's time I go where my heart is. And stick to it." They hugged and kissed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Air France, Flight number 543, non-stop Paris, France is now boarding for our first class passengers."
"Do you think we could sit together?" Kimberly asked, as he put his arm around her as they stood up.
"Of course, I am in first class too. And I'm pretty sure I can convince anyone to let us be together." They kissed. They walked to the gate. "How long is this flight?"
"About 11 hours, remember." Tommy groaned. "But I promise, I will make the time well spent." Tommy groaned as Kimberly kissed his chin, before biting his neck. The couple smiled and walked together, off to their new adventure in a new place.
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Tommy and Kimberly sat in the French café outside the Eiffel Tower. It was early afternoon late summer.They had been in France for nearly 2 months now.
"Do you realize, Mrs. Oliver, we have been married for 8 days, 3 hours and 40 minutes."
"Wow, Mr. Oliver, are you going to give me daily updates on that manner?"
"For the first month or so." Kimberly laughed as Tommy took her hand and kissed her hand.
"Is that why you asked me to this place, our first day back in Paris?"
"Of course. You always go to the place with the most special feelings."
"You are too silly."
"Un café pour vous, manqué, et un thé de glace pour le gentilhomme." (A coffee for the miss and ice tea for the gentleman)
"Merci," Kimberly said taking a sip. (Thank you)
"Merci," Tommy followed. The waiter nodded, knowing exactly what they wanted, since they were regulars.
"Partir la lune de miel tôt?" (Left the honeymoon so early?)
"Oui, doit retourner un jour," Kimberly said with a smile. (yes, must return at sometime)
"Bien que j'aurais pu rester un autre jour," Tommy said.(although, I could have stayed another day) The waiter left them to put their order in. "Au lit." (in bed)
"Ha!" Kimberly slapped his arm. Tommy laughed. "I am impressed. 6 weeks ago, and you would be pouting."
"I don't pout."
"Yes, you do. You hated I spoke French and you were stupid."
"I am not stupid! I learned French in like a month with those books and tapes!"
"I know! I am so proud of my husband," Kimberly said cupping his chin with her lip pouted out. They kissed. "I'll be back, I have to use the bathroom." Kimberly got up. She passed him, touching his shoulder as she went inside. Tommy couldn't help but smile at his new wife.
Their first night in Paris nearly gave Kim's mother a heart attack. Kimberly thought it would be great to surprise her mother about Tommy. Tommy even surprised Kimberly with the knowledge of knowing that he was in fact her new roommate in Paris, having brought the loft with help from his parents from the young woman.
Kimberly called her mother, telling her that she wanted to stop by her place and drop off her things first, shower and meet her mother and stepfather for dinner. She informed her mother about a huge surprise, of course not going to tell her over the phone. Tommy groaned, as Kimberly took her time opening the door to their place.
"Hurry up! These are heavy and we still have 2 more trips!"
"Hush!" Kimberly opened the door and gasped. "No way!" Tommy stepped inside with her. "This is not it."
"Yes, it is."
"This place is huge!" They stepped into a slight hall before they were in the kitchen/dining room, straight ahead the living room with the view of Eiffel Tower in the distance. "This can't be all ours!" Kimberly walked to the balcony. "I don't believe it either." Tommy put the bags down. "Oh, our bags!" Tommy rushed back to the elevator. Kimberly walked around. It was a beautiful loft apartment. She opened the balcony doors leading to their terrace on the top floor. It was absolutely a perfect site. Down the hall, a bathroom and laundry room with washer and dryer. Their kitchen was new age, very modern. Upstairs were the 2 bedrooms and bathrooms. Tommy returned with the final trip to find Kimberly coming downstairs.
"The bedroom, you have to see!"
"I wouldn't mind a bed right now."
"Haha…we better hurry and shower."
Kimberly and Tommy kissing in the mist from their heated shower. Tommy couldn't keep his hands off her during their shower. They kissed passionately, caressing each other's bodies. Tommy's hands moved down her back, and sides. Kimberly held Tommy by the waist finally. He smiled as she squeezed her leg around him,.
"We are so late!" Kimberly moaned, as Tommy lifted her on the sink counter. She was hushed and settled there by his kisses. He was between her legs, lazily thrusted inside her. They both moaned as their bodies melded together as lovers tend to do.
"You told your mother you would be late." Tommy kissed down her neck and chest. "So we are running late."
"But this is ridiculous!" Tommy sucked on Kim's neck. She held his head. "We can do this anytime." Kimberly moaned against his thrust.
"So true." He kissed her.
"Kimberly!" Kim's mother knocked on the door. She opened the door, which wasn't locked. She saw all the luggage around. "Wow, what a place. Kimberly!" Mrs. Dumas went upstairs. She could hear moaning in the distance. "Kimberly?" Mrs. Dumas went into the master bedroom and gasped at the view. From the windows, the wonderful view. She turned toward the bathroom and gasped again. She stood frozen at the sight of her daughter making love…to Tommy. Tommy! Shenearly fell over in shock, holding her chest. The side of Kim's head pressed against the mirror, with Tommy's face buried into her neck, as he made love to her. Finally, Kimberly cried out Tommy's name as he clung to her in the same manner, both relishing in their climaxes. Kimberly opened her eyes and gasped.
"Mom!" Tommy gasped and looked back as well. Mrs. Dumas's mouth dropped. "Uh, hi."
"Hi, Mrs. Dumas."
"Surprise," Kimberly said.
Tommy didn't know if and when he could ever look Kim's mother in the eyes. Kim's mother could barely speak the first hour after that. Kimberly was worried that meant she didn't accept them being together. But eventually, Kim's mother came around. She always only wanted her daughter's happiness and if that meant with Tommy. She couldn't be more contented. Besides, they belong together; she knew the first moment she saw them kiss.
They barely were settled in when Tommy proposed. The couple stood at the base of the Eiffel Tower. Tommy had every intention of doing this right, but the words were lost. "Marry me."
"What?" Kimberly asked, did she hear him right?
"Marry me." Tommy dropped down to his knee before Kimberly. Kimberly gasped, then slightly smiled. "I have loved you from the first moment I saw you and I will love from my last breath and beyond. We were meant for each other, Beautiful. It was written in the stars for us to be together. Fly as one, the crane and falcon." Tommy took Kim's hand. "Through your eyes….I see my future. Our future is bright and wonderful. The way it was meant to be. Say you'll love me forever. Say you'll make me the happiest man in the world and become my wife?" Kimberly covered her mouth with tears in her eyes. "Beautiful…will you…" Kimberly covered his mouth.
"Wait…" She closed her eyes and turned her back to him. Tommy was confused. A crowd forming around them.
"Kimberly? Kim?" Tommy slowly stood up and touched her shoulder. "Well, Kimberly…?" She turned with a giggle and punched his shoulder.
"Are you crazy! Yes! Of course I'll marry you! I just didn't want you to make it that easy for you!" Tommy let out a laugh. She did it again. She held her hand out for him. Tommy shook his head as slid the diamond ring to her finger. "Beautiful." Tommy cupped her face and kissed her deeply. The crowd cheered.
"Yes!" Tommy wrapped his arms around her, lifting her up through their many kisses. He spun her around.
Tommy's smile faded as he got this eerie feeling come over him. The sound was not to deny. Cars sped up on the street of the café. Tommy saw 2 cars speeding at each other, and the window open with the men carrying guns. Tommy gasped and looked to the doorway as Kimberly appeared with a smile. She walked slowly toward their table and froze to the sight before her with the cars.
"Tout le monde descen!" (Everyone get down!) Tommy screamed as gunfire opened on the streets. Many people letting out screams as gunshots ring over and around them. It was a massacre of shots filling the street. Kim's arms went up to cover her head instinctively as she turned her back to the cars. Tommy rushed to Kimberly, not caring if he was shot. Kimberly was tackled to the ground and covered by Tommy. He was shot in the shoulder just as he reached her. Tommy stayed covering Kimberly. The shots eventually stopped, though some ladies were still screaming in fear. Tommy raised his head and looked at Kimberly. They were both breathing hard.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh..I don..…kno…" Tommy groaned and lifted himself off Kimberly. "You…you're bleeding." Kimberly gasped, feeling pain.
"Just my shoulder." Tommy looked through the crowd. Many people looking like they would need help with their injuries of the shots. Many ladies screaming or crying still. A few men sitting up with blood on their hands. Tommy groaned when he tried to move his arm. "Don't worry, ambulances will be here soon." Tommy looked down at Kimberly, who hadn't moved. "Baby, what's wrong?"
"I…I can't feel my legs."
"What!" Tommy quickly checked her legs for gunshots, but found none. "I don't see any shots, Beautiful, are you sure..." Tommy saw the blood puddle forming from her back. "Oh god!" Tommy lifted her slowly to sit up, getting a gasp from Kimberly. Tommy felt the blood pouring from her back. He found 3 gunshots, onenear on her spine. "No." Tommy touched them.
"Tommy, I'm…I'm…"
"Shhh…it's okay, it's going to be okay."
"I'm sorry…I wasn't quick…"
"Shh…don't! No. NO! Aide! Aide!" (help! Help)Tommy screamed. Their waiter, not shot, still fearing for his life, covering his head."Aide ! m'aider !" Tommy screamed. (help, help me!) "Amener une ambulance ici! Ma femme a été le coup!" (get an ambulance over here! my wife has been shot)
"Monsieur." (sir)
"You! Vous! Par-dessus ici!" (you! Get over here!)
"Comment pouvoir je vous aide." (how may I help you)
"That! Cela! Me donne votre serviette!" (that! Give me your towel!)Tommy took the towel and placed it to one of Kim's bleeding holes. "More! Un autre l'un!" (Give me another one!) The waiter did. Tommy put one under Kim's head. "It's going to be okay, Kim…"
"I'm sorry…."
"Don't you dare! Look at me!" Tommy held her face. "You are not leaving me! You're not going anywhere!"
"I love you, Tommy." Tommy had tears in his eyes as he kissed her softly on the lips. Tommy pulled her to his chest, as heburied her into his chest as he cried.
"John, ceci l'un est mauvais." (John, this one needs help)
"Elle ne le fera pas, Dean" (She won't make it, Dean.) The paramedic said looking at the blood lost of the young woman. "Elle est morte." (She's dead)
"NO! Don't say that!" Tommy yelled. "Elle le fera! Elle fera!" (she will make it! She will!)
"Eclaircir!" (clear!) Tommy's head went down as the paramedics shocked Kimberly again. They were speeding toward the hospital. "Eclaircir!" The computer just showing a flat line on the screen. Tommy went to touch Kim's hand,but he was pulled back. "Eclaircir!"
And then they stopped, sitting back, both breathing hard.
"What…what are you…. vous sont pourquoi arrêtant?" (why are you stopping)
"Désolé, monsieur."(sorry, sir)
"Sorry! No! My wife! Ne pas arrêter ! Ne pas arrêter ! (don't stop)That's my wife! Save her! Epargner ma femme!" Tommy's head went to Kim's chest as he cried harder. "No! Nooo! We promised. We..we promised!"
Lord, I want to apologize for doing that (larry the cable guy is so funny)...evil I am! Epilogue is next.