A Separation That Couldn't Start
This story was actually inspired by the song...you've guessed it, A Separation That Couldn't Start by Loveholic. It's a very beautiful song and I suggest you take a listen to it while reading the story. You could put it on a loop or something lol :P Anyway, enjoy!
Here's a link to the song: .com/watch?v=Tzbo8Obq0kk
With tears in my eyes, I ran as fast as I could. I didn't care who I bumped into or if my legs were in pain. I didn't even care if my lungs failed me right there and then. I don't care. All I care about is her. I needed to find her. I need to stop her from leaving…from leaving me.
Tonight was supposed to be our biggest night. This is the night I, Adam Torres, was going to ask her the biggest question of her life. I knew what the answer was going to be, but I was still nervous. There was still a chance she might say no. That's why I needed to do it correctly. I needed to make everything picture perfect. And everything was perfect. I arranged everything a month in advance. All she needed to do was be there.
To the others, I sounded like a crazy lunatic for having doubts that she will say no. We've dated for quite a long period of time. Ever since high school, we were crazy in love. Everyone knew and saw that. They thought we were going to elope right after high school. They even joked that they were surprise I didn't whip out the ring right after I got my diploma.
And now I'm having regrets for waiting so long. I could have married her last year or the year before that. No. I should have just married her right after high school. She didn't care whether I prepared everything perfectly. She didn't care if I reserved a table at a five star restaurant, or if I arranged for her favorite foods to be prepared. All she cared about was me, and being with me forever and ever.
Now she's leaving me.
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While I was anxiously waiting in the restaurant, the waiter suddenly came and passed me a note.
"A young lady just came by and told me to pass this on to you sir."
The waiter held out an envelope before me. I thanked the man and took it from him. On the back, it had my name written on it in scripted letters. At the right hand bottom corner was written, F.C.
Fiona?
Curious, I opened it. Inside the envelope was a letter. Upon unfolding it, something shiny fell on my lap.
I looked down and was surprised to find a necklace. More specifically, it was the necklace I gave to her during our first year anniversary of being together. Why would she put it in inside a letter?
Then it struck me.
No, no, no ,no, no! This is not happening!
I quickly opened the letter only to find three words written in script.
I'm sorry. Goodbye.
I heard my heart crack at that instant. Tears blurred my eyes and thoughts of explanation and reasons for her wanting to leave me began plaguing my mind.
Why is this happening? Why is she leaving me? Did I do something wrong?
I couldn't process anything. Without even noticing, I was already stumbling my way out of the restaurant. I felt a few arms try to stop me and pull me somewhere but I pushed them all away. Soon, my legs began running by themselves.
Ice cold wind like needles pricked my face as I ran across the wet asphalt road. I kept running and running, bumping on to people, stumbling on the sidewalk and with tears running down my face.
As if my instinct kicked in along the way, I found myself in front of our apartment building. I ran upstairs frantically towards our room. I nearly busted the door open from using too much force. I halted when I reached the living room. I looked around and didn't find anything suspicious. There were no signs of anything that that was moved. Everything was intact.
Maybe she didn't leave yet.
I went inside our bedroom and looked around the room, only to find everything was in place like we left it this morning. When my eyes landed on the closet, my heart nearly stopped for a second. I slowly walked over to the closet and placed my hands on top of the handles. I was nervous. I wasn't sure if I want to find out what's on the other side.
Gulp.
Without another thought, I pulled open the handles.
My eyes immediately widened and my whole body shook as I took in the sight before me.
Everything was gone.
All of her clothing was no longer on their proper place. Her dresses, her coats, and her shoes were all gone. All that was left were hangers that used to hold her clothes and my suits, untouched and properly placed on my side of the closet.
I rushed towards the dressers and pulled them open one by one. But none of her belongings were there; her makeup kit, her jewelries, her perfumes, everything was gone.
No, this can't be happening!
Everything around me began spinning. Mass of thoughts bombarded my mind all at the same time. I couldn't think coherently. I couldn't hear or see anything clearly either. It's as if my mind, my whole body was being possessed by god knows who. Everything was so confusing.
I rushed out of my apartment. When I finally caught a glimpse of my surrounding, I found myself outside in the cold running…again.
I didn't even know where I was going. I just kept running.
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Ring, ring, ring.
"Hello?"
"Declan, it's me Adam."
He could hear Adam's loud breathing from the other line. It sounded like he was out of breath or something. He wondered what happened.
"Adam?"
"Where's Fiona? Please tell me where she is." He demanded. Declan sensed urgency in his tone
"I don't know where she is. I thought she was with you."
"Yes, she was, this morning. But…I don't know where she is now…What am I gonna do? What if she leaves me? What if—"
"Woah! Calm down, Adam. Tell me what happened from the beginning."
He heard a frustrated groan from the other end of the line.
"I don't have time to tell you the whole story! She could be gone by now! Just tell me anything! Did she contact you at all today! Please, just tell me something!"
Declan thought for a moment. He didn't know what was going on but he knew he needed to help him. So he thought hard trying to recall everything that happened this morning. He did receive a call from his sister this morning. Something about going to Paris with their mother and staying there for a while. He didn't think much about it at first. He assumed Adam was going as well. Which is why it didn't make any sense why Adam is calling and demanding the whereabouts of his sister.
Then it hit him. What if…
Oh, gosh. Don't tell me she—
"Adam, I think I know where she might be."
"Where?"
"Go to the airport."
"Airport?"
"Yes! Go now! Hurry!"
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Soon after I got off the phone with Declan I hailed a cab. Now I'm on my way to the airport.
It still boggles my mind as to what was going on. I wonder what happened. Why does Fiona want to leave me? We love each other. It just didn't make any sense.
I went back in time and thought of anything that was out of place with her this morning.
Ok, we left to work this morning at 8:00, just like every other day. She didn't act out of character at all. Yesterday, however, she did act a little distant. I thought maybe work has kept her busy. Now that I thought about it, she has been very distant this whole week. It was a sign!
Fuck! Why the hell didn't I see it! I should have seen the signs! I'm such an idiot!
My hands balled up into a fist. I'm so mad at myself for not recognizing the signs. It was right under my nose and I let it pass by without notice. I should have sensed something was wrong. Then maybe I could have prevented this from happening!
Tears were beginning to form in my eyes.
I felt so guilty for not noticing anything.
It's my entire fault! I must have done something wrong, something to upset her!
I wiped the tears off my face with my hands determination filled my face.
I intend to find out what it was I did wrong.
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As the cab pulled over, I fished out a wad of cash from my wallet and gave it to the cab driver. I didn't even care if I gave him too much. I have to stop her before she leaves me forever.
I rushed towards the airport. When I got inside I stopped in the middle of the airport and twisted my head from side to side trying to locate my beloved.
Where is she?
There was no sign of her. I ran and ran around the airport in search of her, but still, no sign of her at all. I made my way towards the shopping area, where I was met with more people. I turned to my left, to my right, to my back, and back to my front, but she was still nowhere in sight. This endless search was starting to bug me. It's making me very frustrated. Worst of all, it's making me hopeless! I don't want to give up but I can't erase the doubt that she might have left already.
I shook the negative thoughts away and concentrated on searching for her. I'm sure she's just here somewhere. I made my way towards the shops. There's a possibility she might have gone to shopping or she might have gotten food. One by one, I visited each store. Soon, I've finished scouting the shopping area and made my way towards the food area. I decided to visit each store individually as well.
Not here. No. She's not here. Not here either. No. Not here. Not here. Where is she?
I was left with one last shop. Before going in, I closed my eyes and prayed sincerely that she would be there. I opened my eyes and made my way inside. But before I could even fully enter the shop I recognized a young lady sitting at the far right corner of the shop by herself with a suitcase at her side.
Time seemed to have stopped for me as I gazed at the brunette sitting alone. I held my breath as she turned her head, enough for me to make sure it was really her. A feeling of joy and relief swept over my body.
It's her!
I stood there like a statue, unable to move my legs. I was still in shock. When I finally snapped out of my trance, I slowly made my way towards her table. As I walked towards her, I noticed she was looking down at her hands with a sad look on her face. That made me worried. Something bad must have really happened for her to decide to leave me without saying goodbye.
She must have noticed my presence because she looked up just in time for me to reach her table.
"Adam?" She asked surprise. I'm sure she didn't expect to see me here at the airport.
I caught a glimpse of my reflection on the window and I couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that I look like a mess. My eyes were red and my hair was a little disheveled. I wasn't surprised at all to see myself looking like crap. I suspected as much. However, worry, immediately flashed across Fiona's face when she noticed my disheveled appearance. I could tell she was worried about me.
"Fi." I whispered back longingly.
When she heard my voice tears formed in her eyes. "Wha-what are you doing here?" She stammered.
I was a little hurt by her response. I could sense she didn't want me to be here. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question?" I asked frowning a little.
"I…I'm sorry." She said before breaking out into tears. She buried her face into her hands and sobbed. I walked over to her and slowly wrapped my arms around her small frame. She flinched when she felt my body, but she slowly relaxed into my embrace, pulling me closer to her. I tightened my hold on her.
It pained me to see her crying like this. Her ex-boyfriend used to abuse her and made her cry so much. When we got together, I promised her I would never make her cry. I've only made her cry twice since we've been together. I was hoping I would make her cry out of happiness tonight after I propose to her, but instead she's crying here like this. And I feel responsible for it.
She cried and cried as I held her close. I couldn't help but cry as well. The frenzy of emotions I've been feeling this whole night has finally been released. Although I'm still out of the loop as to what was happening, I'm sure she had also experienced a series of crazy emotions today as well.
When I looked up, I noticed the people around us were staring and whispering about us. I didn't like how they were looking at us so I gently pulled away from her, cupped her face and wiped away her tears. I looked at her and cocked my head towards the exit. She nodded her head in agreement. I took her hand in one hand and took the suitcase in the other, and we headed out of the coffee shop.
I took her to a more secluded area. There was a waiting room for a gate that was empty. We sat on one of the chairs, facing each other. I took her hand into my hands and soothe her, maybe even get her to talk. But we just sat there in silence. I really want her to tell me what was going on, but her silence isn't helping at all. In fact, it's just making me more anxious and nervous.
"Fiona." I cooed, but she won't meet my gaze.
I can't take this. We need communication so we can work this out. If she's not going to be open about it, then how are we supposed to fix this? I let out a frustrated sigh, causing her to flinch.
"I'm sorry." I whispered guiltily. I didn't mean to make her even more tense than she already was.
I decided to calm myself down before starting again. "Fiona, please talk to me. I need to know what's going on."
She slowly lifted her head up and looked at me with sad eyes. "I'm so sorry." She said her voice breaking. She looked back down again to hide her tears. I could feel my heart crack. It really pained me to see her this way.
"It's okay." I reassured her. "Just please tell me the truth. What's going on, Fi? Did I do something to upset you?"
She looked up and shook her head vigorously. "No. You didn't do anything wrong, Adam. You could never do me wrong." She said sincerely.
I was relief to hear that I didn't do anything to upset her. But it still doesn't explain why she's leaving. If I didn't do anything wrong, then what's going on?
She averted her gaze away from me. She doesn't want to tell me. I could sense her closing up, shying away from me. Something really is bothering her.
I gently lifted her chin up so that she was facing me. "Hey, what's wrong?"
She opened her mouth to speak, but she closed it back up right immediately. Instead, she took my hand and placed it over her cheek. She slowly caressed the back of my hand with her thumb. She kept silent. When I finally gave up on making her talk, she spoke.
"I love you, Adam." She suddenly proclaimed. "You know that right?" She asked looking at me.
I softened and nodded my head. "I love you too, Fi." I said with open affection.
She smiled. I couldn't help but feel elated that she's finally smiling again. But that smile was soon followed by a frown.
"And you also know in the past, my parents were adamant about breaking us up, right?"
I nodded again. I wonder where she's going with this.
"Two weeks ago, my mom called me up. She wanted to talk to me..."
"Talk to you about what?" I asked in confusion.
"She was trying to convince me to break up with you again." She revealed.
What?
A pang of pain struck my chest. I was hurt. I thought her mother already had a change of heart and has finally accepted me. I mean it has already been such a long time since Fiona and I began our relationship. By now I'd think think they've been over those issues.
Noticing my confused and hurt expression she continued.
"But I told her no, of course." She said reassuringly. "I was furious at her. I thought after all this time, she has already accepted you. But I was wrong. She never accepted you, not even once. That day, when she came to talk to me, she threatened me. She said if I don't break up with you, she will reveal your secret to the whole world. She said she will make sure your life will be a living hell. I knew she was serious. She has never looked at me like that in my whole life. Remember what happened to Holly J?"
I nodded my head.
"She wants to do the same to you. I knew I had to do something. I can't let you get hurt like that. I can't let that happen to you, Adam. You mean too much to me."
I pulled away a little and looked down. I didn't know what to say. I was shock of course. I didn't think they hated me that much, that they would go to such lengths just to break us up. What did I do to make them resent me so much? All I did was love their daughter with undying love and give her my utmost respect. Is that such a crime?
A gentle squeeze on my hand brought me back to reality. I looked up and met her gaze. She must have taken my silence as a negative response because she looked so worried.
When I looked at her, I mean really looked at her, I noticed something deeper within her. An inner turmoil she's been hiding. In the surface you could see her pensive expression, but behind her beautiful blue-grey eyes I could see how torn apart she was. She loves me too much that doesn't want to leave me. But she also loves me too much that she'd protect me no matter what. It wasn't an easy decision for her to make. It must have killed her inside. No wonder she was so distant in past few days. She wanted to make the right decision and not let her emotions get in the way of what's right.
She was just trying to protect me. I thought about it deeply. Knowing this made me feel useless. I should be the one protecting her not the other way around. I get that her intentions were very sincere, but I don't think this is the right thing to go about it. I need to make this right. She made her decision, now I want to make mine.
"Fiona." I called out.
She snapped away from her thoughts and turned to me.
"I've decided."
She looked at me expectantly.
"I want to be with you."
Her eyes widened in shock upon hearing my response.
"But Adam you're going to get hurt-"
"I don't care if she reveals my secret. The hell with what the world thinks about me! All I care about is you Fiona, and nothing else." They can try to break me down all they want, but I'll just stand back up again. As long as she's here with me, I can take anything they throw at me. "I love you, Fi. You mean so much to me. I won't let you go. Not today, not ever." I said with much conviction.
I could tell it got through her. She was crying, but smiling at the same time.
"I want to be with you too." She revealed.
My whole body flushed upon hearing her response. I cupped her face and pulled her into a short gentle kiss. Though short, it brought us to an understanding.
After a while we pulled away and stared at each other's eyes for a long moment.
"Fiona!" A voice suddenly interrupted us.
We both looked up, only find Mrs. Coyne towering over us. Her eyes were fixated on her daughter.
"Mom." Fiona suddenly stood up alarmed at her mother's sudden appearance. I followed suit.
Mrs. Coyne glared at her before she darted her gaze at me. I could feel her scrutinizing eyes all over me. I didn't like the way she was staring at me. It was full of scorn and disgust, just like the way she looked at me the first time Fiona and I revealed our relationship to her parents. It gave me goosebumps.
"What do you think you're doing here?" She pointed at me. I could feel the venom in every word she spoke.
I held her gaze, and stared back with the same intensity. I needed to show her I'm a capable man and not just someone she can push around.
"I'm here to take Fiona back home with me, Mrs. Coyne." I fired back.
She didn't like the way I answered her and it was evident in her expression. She balled her hands up in to a fist and tightened her jaw. She looks like she's going to explode.
"She is not going home with you." She said calmly. "She's coming with me. Isn't that right, Fiona?" She looked at Fiona, then back at me and smirked. She thought she still had her under her grasp. I guess she didn't overhear our earlier conversation. But still, it made me worried that she might still have that control over her daughter. I tried not to let it show.
I felt a gentle squeeze on my hand. I looked up and turned to my beloved. She turned to me and gave me a reassuring smile. I smiled back at her. Then she returned her gaze to her mother.
"No. I'm not going with you, mother."
Her mother was shell shocked. "WHAT! What are you talking about Fiona!" She stopped when she realized she was yelling. Passerbies were starting to look at us. She took a moment to calm herself down before starting again. "What do you think you're doing? I thought we talked about this, Fiona?" She asked trying to keep her voice down so that no one will hear us.
"I changed my mind."
"But if you don't leave him I'll—"
"Do whatever you want mom!" Fiona snapped. I stared at her in surprise. "I'm done with you taking control of my life! This time, I'm making my own decisions! If you want to reveal Adam's secret, then go ahead! That won't break us apart! But know this, once you reveal his secret you will lose your only daughter, just like how you lost your son, Declan."
I remembered Fiona telling me about what happened between Declan and their mother. They had a clash because of the same reason as us. Mrs. Coyne didn't approve of Declan's girlfriend, Holly J, so she made sure her life was a living hell. Declan was infuriated. One day, he just left home and eloped with Holly J somewhere in the United States. Ever since then, no one has seen the two of them except for Fiona and Holly J's family. It was a tragic story, and Mrs. Coyne is trying to impose the exact same thing to us.
The mother and daughter glared at each other with daggers shooting out from their eyes. If gazes can kill, they'd both be dead by now.
"How can you do this to me, Fiona?" She asked as if she's been betrayed. I could tell she was on the verge of tears.
Fiona stared at her in disbelief. "How can you do this to me, mother? Threatening me so that you can get what you want?"
"I just want you to be happy." Mrs. Coyne reasoned.
Fiona scoffed. "Do you really think I will be happy if you break us up? No, mother. I'd be miserable! If you really want to see me happy, then leave us alone. I love Adam, and I won't let you get in our way ever again!"
Fiona grabbed her suitcase and pulled me along behind her. She stopped just before we fully passed Mrs. Coyne.
"Goodbye, mother." She said in a clipped tone before turning her back and walking off.
As I passed by Mrs. Coyne, I caught a glimpse of her face. A tear escaped her eye lid.
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Fiona continued walking, dragging me and her suitcase behind her. I knew how much it hurt her to do that to her mother. No child would want to choose between their lover and their family. But in this case, Mrs. Coyne didn't give her much choice. She cornered her daughter and forced her to make a decision. It didn't matter whichever choice she choose, because in the end, Fiona will still be the one hurt.
I stopped walking pulling her to a stop as well.
"Fi." I called out.
She didn't respond. Her back was still facing me when I heard small stifle of sobs coming from her. I walked around her and found her face stained with tears. She looked at me with the saddest eyes I've ever seen her with. She was crushed.
I walked closer to her and pulled her into my arms. She responded almost immediately, burying her face in to my chest. I caressed her back with one hand to soothe her. She's hurting and I need to be the one to console her.
"Shhh, it's alright, Fi." I soothed. It's been really hard for the two of us, more so for her especially because she and her parents disagrees at almost everything. She really tried her best to prevent this from happening, but it was inevitable. No matter how much she tries, her mother will never give in. She's a very stubborn woman.
She continued to sob silently in to my arms. After a while, her sobbing slowly diminished. Still holding on to me, she spoke up. "Do you think she hates me?" She asked in between sobs.
She's talking about her mother.
"No. She doesn't hate you. She's probably hurt by your words, but she loves you, that I'm sure of."
She pulled away and looked at me in the eyes. "How are you so sure?"
I cupped for her face and smiled. "If she didn't love you, then why did she let you walk away with me? It's because she understand how much pain you're in and she knows that you're the happiest when you're with me. I guess it's her way of letting you know that she loves you and that she really does care for you."
She thought about it for a moment and a small smile slowly formed on her lips. "I guess you're right."
I wiped away the lingering tears on her face with my thumb and smirked. "I'm always right." I said with a smug look, earning me a light smack on the arm. We both laughed.
Her expression suddenly grew serious. Her next question caught me off guard. "Do you hate her?"
I pulled away a little and looked away. I didn't know what to say. I've never thought about how I felt towards her mother. Sure I don't agree with her idea of breaking us up, but I really don't have any grudge against her. I stood quietly and thought for a moment.
She must have taken my silence in the wrong way when she continued. "I wouldn't blame you if you did." She said disappointed.
I sighed. "I'm not going to lie and say I love everything about her." I started. "There are things that I dislike about your mother. But to say that I hate her, is not true either."
She looked at me with a confused expression. I explained further. "Truthfully, I understand where your mom is coming from. She has legitimate reasons. She's not doing this because she hates me or not because she wants to spite you, it's because she just wants what's best for you. Every parent does. Plus, I know I'm not exactly every parent's ideal boyfriend for their daughters, so I understand her concerns."
"Don't put yourself down, Adam." She said placing her hand on my cheek. "You're a great guy. Anyone would be delighted to have you as their daughter's boyfriend."
I couldn't help but smile. "Thanks. You know you're not so bad either." I teased. She smacked me on the arm again. "I'm just kidding. You're wonderful, princess." I said sincerely.
She blushed. "I know." She smiled wickedly at me.
I smirked. "You're not very modest are you?"
"Not really." She said chuckling. I laughed along.
I grabbed her suitcase from her and pulled her close. "Come on, let's go home."
She wrapped her arms around my arm and we hailed a cab back to our apartment.
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Back home, Fiona and I laid in bed, naked.
"Hmm…" Fiona purred as she snuggled closer to my bare chest. Even before we arrived to the apartment we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We were kissing aggressively when we reached the door. Once inside, our clothes were soon discarded all over the apartment. We went on it twice and both were equally amazing. We've been out for about two hours and I just woke up half an hour ago.
I've been gazing at her face for quite some time. She's so beautiful, I can't stop staring at her face. My eyes landed on her lips. Oh, her lips. I could just kiss it all day and not get tired of it. Ah, I really want to spend the rest of my life with her. I truly believe she's the one for me.
Then it hit me. I was suppose to propose to her in the restaurant. Crap! I've completely forgotten about my proposal!
As I slowly got up to retrieve the ring, I stopped.
Should I still propose to her tonight?
I gazed at her face one more time and I knew what I had to do.
Screw it, I'm proposing right now. I'm not going to mess up my chances again. In the past, she had the choice of leaving me, but now I'm going to make sure she doesn't have that choice anymore. I want her to be mine, just like how she wants me to be hers. And to do that, there's only one thing left for me to do.
I planted a soft kiss on her bare shoulder causing her to stir. I smiled.
"Adam?" She asked tiredly.
"Hey, sorry for waking you up, but there's something I need to tell you. It's really urgent."
She rolled on her back and pulled herself up so she was sitting and leaning on the headboard. "What's wrong?" She was fully awake now.
I grabbed my pants on the floor and took out the black velvet box and hid it behind me, making sure she didn't see anything.
"Fiona, I really, really love you. I know for sure you're the one for me and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please let me be part of your life. If you do, I promise to love and cherish you forever. So…"
I took in a huge breath and revealed the small box behind me. When I opened it, a loud gasp escaped her lips. She knew what question was coming up next.
"Fiona Coyne, will you marry me?"
At first she was speechless and was just nodding hysterically. After a while tears were pouring down her face. "Yes! I do! I do! I want to marry you!"
She got up on her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck. I gladly wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me. A huge smile formed on my face. Seeing her excited response couldn't have made me any happier. I love this woman and I will do anything to make her happy.
I pulled away and took her hand. She watched anxiously as I slipped the ring in to her finger. After it was fully in place, she brought her hand to her face and gazed at the ring longingly. She looked at me lovingly and pulled me into a heated kiss.
I could tell how much this means to her. It means so much to the both of us. After going through so much, everything is finally starting to turn around. We can both finally be together and not have anyone break us up. We can finally live in peace without anyone directing and manipulating our lives. This will be our starting point, our new beginning, and our new chapter. It will be different this time around because this time, we'll be writing our story together; no longer alone and no longer separate. We will start our new chapter together, at the place where separation couldn't start.
The END
A/N: Woot! There you go! I hope you enjoyed this effing long one shot! I know many of you wanted me to write another story with Fiona's daughter, but I couldn't think of a good plot. I'm sorry! I'll try to come up with another one, if not I'll just upload a different story. I hope everyone is okay with that :( Anyway, please review and leave a comment! Criticisms are welcome too! Thank you so much for reading! :D