Chapter 39 All I Wanted Pt. 2
AN: I really hope you all enjoyed All I Wanted Pt. 1. I know that it was mean of me to leave you with that ending, but I didn't have the right words yet, and I wanted you guys to get that chapter ASAP. I know you guys are reading, and I really appreciate each of you (though I would appreciate you more if you reviewed) and I really hope that you'll give me some feedback to help improve the story, I want you all to enjoy it to. And without further ado, on with All I wanted.
Previously: "Reed…"
"Reed, please, will you meet me in the art cemetery? I just I need to apologize for last night, and I would rather not do it over the phone, and you weren't at breakfast and-" He was rambling, so I cut him off.
"Yes, Josh, I'll meet you there in a few minutes."
I wasn't particularly happy about it, but from the tone of his voice, I could tell he was truly apologetic. I just hoped I could take whatever would happen during our meeting in the Art Cemetery. I took a deep breath and headed to the door, determined to hold my ground. I quickly made my way across campus, thankfully not running into Josh on the way. I wanted as much time as possible to prepare myself for this.
I never thought I would see the day when I was afraid to see Josh. And yet it happened. And so soon. I knew I should be more upset, but as I walked, I could feel my love for him overwhelming my anger and sadness. I still expected an apology, I certainly deserved it, but I knew I would forgive him the second I saw him.
I arrived at Hull Hall, taking one final deep breath before walking in. I wanted to appear as normal as possible. I slipped silently along the wall until I reached the door to the Art Cemetery, which was still slightly ajar. I gently nudged it open and slid in, trying to look unaffected. What I saw surprised the hell out of me.
Josh POV
I was in the Art Cemetery, setting up for Reed, though I didn't know if she would come. I was putting off calling her for fear of rejection. I don't know if I could take her refusing to meet me or worse yet, breaking up with me over the phone, though I deserved something like that. I hated myself. I couldn't believe the things I'd said to her, even the next day. I wished I could blame not taking my medication, but I had. This outburst was all me. Me and Thomas. I had everything set up perfectly, now all that was missing was Reed. I took out my phone and dialled, hoping for the best, completely unprepared for the worst.
My call went to voicemail. I sighed, beginning to feel defeated, but I wasn't going to give up that easily. I would keep trying until she answered my call. I tried again. Again she sent it to voicemail. I took a deep breath and called again. She finally answered. Maybe third time is the charm.
"Reed, please, will you meet me in the art cemetery? I just I need to apologize for last night, and I would rather not do it over the phone, and you weren't at breakfast and-" I was rambling. I knew it, and I wanted to stop but I couldn't. Thankfully, Reed cut me off before I said anything stupid and made things worse.
"Yes, Josh, I'll meet you there in a few minutes."
Those words coming out of her mouth meant almost as much to me as the first time she told me she loved me. Why, oh why, couldn't I have thought about that last night, rather than Thomas, trying to convince me that the love of my life was cheating on me with him. I wasn't the only one who bought it, and it made me feel a little better to know that, but not much. I should've known Reed better than that. She would never do that to me, and I knew it, but I didn't want to think of Thomas as the liar he obviously was.
Everything was ready, now it was just a waiting game. I wondered if Reed would bail on me at the last moment, I thought of that with regret, but not anger towards her, I couldn't be angry at her. All of this was my doing.
In hope, I left the door to the Art Cemetery slightly ajar, and sat down to wait, only hoping that she would come, to give me a chance to make it all up to her after my idiocy last night.
The door creaked open, and I jumped up, hoping with all my heart that it was Reed.
AN: So, this chapter is pretty short, but I still don't have the right words for this romantic gesture, and I want it to be perfect for you, as much as for Reed, so please be patient and review. Thanks!