Chapter 4
'Jack there's something I need to tell you' Martha's voice spoke as she walked into the living room. Jack looked towards the clock. 'Martha, what are you doing here?' he asked half asleep.
Martha smiled and sat down. 'The wedding. It's the wedding'
'What about it?' asked Jack. His heart broke every time she mentioned it. And now here she was, wanting to talk to him about it.
Martha remained silent for a few moments. She'd tried to speak every few minutes but couldn't seem to find the right words. Jack moved next to her, and held her hand n his. 'You're scaring me, Mac. What's going on?' he asked, his voice quivering.
Martha looked in his eyes. They were so beautiful. So full of passion. Gently, he reached his hand up and placed his thumb onto her cheek, stroking it tenderly. 'Martha, it's me, Jack. Please tell me what's going on' he begged, desperate for her to speak.
Gently, Martha ran her index finger along his cheek, all the while his heart breaking from her touch, yearning to hold her. To be with her.
He reached his hand and pulled her hand down. 'You can't do this now' he said, tears gathering in his eyes. Martha felt a pain in her heart. 'I can't go through with the wedding Jack' she finally said.
Jack looked at her, unsure of if he'd heard her correctly. 'What?' he asked, wanting her to repeat it. She looked at him, pure passion in her eyes. 'I can't go through with the wedding' she repeated. Jack remained silent, unable to take it all in. He pulled her up and stood in front of her. 'Why?' he whispered softly.
Martha allowed salty tears to trickle down her cheek. She placed both her hands on Jacks cheeks, and pulled him closer. 'I can't go through with my wedding day, when I know I don't want to be with him' she said. She sounded so final. Jack knew exactly what she meant, but he had to be certain.
'You mean..?'
'It's always been you, Jack. Carl was great, and I did love him, but not as much as I love you'
Jack felt his heart racing as he pulled her closer. He placed strands of hair behind her ears and cupped her face in his hands. Their bodies pressed together, he brushed his lips against hers, simply fading the rest of the world away...
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'Jack, wake up!' Jack's eyes snapped open. He came face to face with his younger brother, Lucas. 'Mate, sorry to wake you' Lucas sniggered. 'Sounds like you were having a good dream. You kept calling out 'Martha' ' Lucas laughed.
Jack felt his world tumble around him. It was just a dream. His hopes of being with the one girl he'd only ever truly loved snatched away in an instant. He waited until Lucas had left the room, and began sobbing to himself.