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Chapter Thirteen: A Time To Let Go…

" One of the hardest things to do is to take the leap, but sometimes that's all you can do. Take the leap and hope to God that you land safely."-Anonymous.

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Hung over does not even begin to describe what I am. Not one bit. It's like a hang over, the flu, and a migraine all mixed together to brutally bang against the back of my eyes, tearing up my stomach, making me feel like I can throw up at any second.

But can I? No. Why? Because I'm in charge of getting everyone who has to be at the airport, checked out and to the airport on time.

Why. Me?

I check the tables as I walk into the dining hall, and happily find everyone in place. Everyone that is but Tyson.

" Where the hell is he?" I ask myself more than anyone else, and I storm out of the room, heading towards his room.

" Tyson!" I yell through the door lifting my hand, pounding on the hard wood, " Tyson Jay Ritter!"

I turn the door knob and find it unlocked and rolling my eyes I push the door open. Only to freeze right in my tracks, taking in the sight.

The sight of one of my best friends Amber, wrapped around Tyson, both sound asleep and completely naked.

My head swims gently, and I swear I feel so much rage fill me that I tighten my hands into fists, my nails biting into my palm, the pain just enough to stop me from dragging Amber from the bed, butt ass naked and slamming her pretty little face into the wall.

Instead, I clear my throat, and watch as Tyson slowly stirs.

" Your going to be late if you don't get out of bed," I say, and he sits up straight, grabbing the sheet to cover himself with it.

" Brae, I.."

" You don't have to explain anything to me. Just, get up, get dressed, and be out front in time to go."

I walk down the hall, and away from Tyson, one step at a time, refusing to shed a single damn tear in front of him, ever again.

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" Well, I guess this is it. Now, do I have to explain to you what's going to happen on your honeymoon?" I joke with Evy and she rolls her eyes at me.

" Believe me, if its anything like what we did last night, I don't need any pointers," Evy says laughing as she hugs me.

" Okay, that is more than I needed to know," I joke hugging Jared next, " Take care of her."

" Always. Love you. Safe travels," Jared murmurs in my ear and I grin at him.

" Of course. All right, lets go," I call out to the small group of people, and I watch as Tyson approaches us slowly.

" Brae, can we talk?" Tyson asks and I roll my eyes as I hitch my bag onto my shoulder.

" There is nothing to be said."

" Brae, please."

" Okay, you want to talk, here's what we'll talk about. You fucked one of my best friends. You crossed a line that you shouldn't have EVER gone near, but since you did, we're done. I am officially over you. Officially. You can forget what I said to you last night, because it means nothing. You mean nothing. How was that for talking?"

" Brae…"

I leave him behind me, and walk towards Chase. Because Chase, Chase is my future, plain and simple.

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October 7, 2012

One full day, and fourteen hours of sleep in the states, and I'm starting to feel like myself again. The jetlag is wearing off, and I can think straight again. Of course, I know I have to talk Chase. I have to. I don't want to, I would love to just pretend that things weren't said, but they were. There's no taking them back. I can't un-speak the words.

" Hey," Chase says, brushing a hand over my shoulder handing me a cup of hot tea, " What are you doing in here?"

" Thank you," I murmur, " Wishing it would snow. Just a little."

" Mmm, keep wishing, maybe it'll happen," he says sitting across from me. I feel him staring at me, before reaching his hand out to me, brushing the hair from my face and I smile. Or try to.

" I'm sorry."

" I wasn't going to push you, but if your ready to talk, so am I."

" I'm scared. I'm scared that we rushed into things. I'm scared because we seem to have different thoughts, different ideas, and I'm scared."

" Of what?"

" That it was a mistake Chase. That marrying each other as quickly as we did wasn't smart. I love you, with everything inside of me, I do. But I can't, I wont live with the idea of never having children. I don't want to be the woman who is reduced to treating animals as my kids. Don't get me wrong, I love animals, I want animals, but I want babies. I want your babies."

" Okay."

" And if you cant give me, wait, what?" I ask, perplexed sitting back to stare at him.

" Okay. We'll make babies. We'll make all the babies that we want. If it means I get you, if it means that I get to see what we can make together, then we'll make babies."

" Are, are you serious? Don't lie to me about this Chase," I stammer and he smiles slowly before kissing me.

" I'm not lying. I think we should wait, start trying after we've been married for a year, until then, we can have fun, practicing."

I laugh loudly when he sweeps me up and carries me away.

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Evangeline's POV

' Mrs. Jared Leto,

Can I just say how much fun that was for me to write, so I can only imagine that on your honeymoon your going crazy with happiness hearing that everywhere you go! So, here's the deal. I'm going to unload on you. And when I do, I do not want an email back of you coddling me, or asking me if I'm okay. Okay?

I made a mistake. At the reception. I was freaking out, I'm talking almost complete meltdown at the thought of singing in front of all those people (though I can say now, it was pretty easy, and so much fun!) so I was outside, in the garden pacing and praying. Telling myself not to throw up, when who should appear out of nowhere? Tyson, that's who.

And we got into it. Really got into it. He actually thought that I purposely didn't tell him about Chase and I getting married, to get back at him. To hurt him. So we exchanged words, and I may have accidentally told him that I still loved him…Okay, at this point your probably freaking the hell out, but please finish reading this before calling me and running up my long distance bill okay?

I know it was stupid. I do. I should have never said it, but the truth is, that I did say it. And at the moment, I felt it, and believed it. So fast forward through the beautiful reception, to the next morning.

I was getting everyone ready to get on the plane. Making sure that nobody missed our flight. And of course, Tyson was nowhere to be found, and now in hindsight I should have known what I was preparing to see, but I wasn't thinking about it because I was hung over and felt like crap. So I walked to his room, pounded on his door, used his full name. All of it, and he didn't answer.

So I opened the door and what should I find but Tyson and Amber, in bed, naked, together. As in Tyson screwed our Amber. Mhm, you read that right. He talked her out of bridesmaid dress and into his bed.

And I'm okay. I'm okay, because at least now I know he hasn't changed. He will never change. He will always think he can screw whoever he wants, whenever he wants with no regard as to who it will hurt, and I finally realized it wasn't my fault. Isn't my fault. I am officially over Tyson Jay Ritter.

All right, so now that I've dropped that not to so happy bomb on you, I'm fully prepared to make it up to you by telling you this.

Chase and I talked, and he said he wants to have babies.

We're going to have babies.

I'm going to be a mom!

Not right this second, but we decided we'll start trying next summer.

Have a beautiful honeymoon, lovely. Miss you, and cant wait until your home.

Love,

Brae.'

I read and re-read the email from Brae, and as happy as she sounds, I can tell it's a front. I know it is. Because I know my Brae, and I know she can't be this okay with Tyson screwing Amber. And I sure as hell know she isn't just over him.

Fuck.

" Unbelievable," I mutter, snapping my laptop shut loudly, and Jared pokes his head into the room.

" What's wrong?" Jared asks sitting next to me on the bed.

" He's fucking unbelievable. Did you know that Tyson slept with Amber at the reception?" I demand and he throws his hands up shaking his head.

" What? No. I was a little busy, sleeping with my wife, remember?" he asks lightheartedly and I smile nodding my head.

" I'm sorry. Its just. I don't get it. Brae told him she still loved him, he had his perfect opportunity to get her back, to win her back, and instead of setting right everything he did wrong, he sleeps with one of our best friends! I will never understand him!"

" Is Brae okay?"

" Oh she's just fine. That's what she said in her email. That she's okay, but come on it's Brae…"

" Okay Evy, I love you, and I know that you worry about Brae, but what is she is okay? What if Brae is actually okay?"

" What if she isn't?"

" There you are again with your what if's."

" It isn't funny Jared."

" Your right, it isn't funny at all. Listen to me, I know that for a really long time all that you and Brae had were each other. I respect that, I get that, but…"

" But what?"

" I think maybe you need to let go. You don't have to fix everything for her, she's going to be okay."

" How do I just let go though?"

" You have to. She doesn't need you there waiting to pick her up if she falls. That's what she has Chase for now."

" So Chase is going to take my place!"

" No. Your not listening to me. Chase is there to help her through life now, just like I'm here for you. That's what happens when you get married. Brae will not be any less in your life, or you in hers, but now instead of both of you being braced to help each other through the worst, you can both enjoy going through the best."

" Her and Chase are having babies," I blurt out and he stares at me shocked.

" Brae's pregnant?"

" No. She will be at some time, after next summer."

" Hmm. So how do you feel about babies?" he asks and I just stare at him, my heart pounding in my chest.

" Babies?"

" Yeah, babies. Children. Little versions of us," he says and I shake my head at him wondering how the hell we got on this subject in the first place.