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I couldn’t handle the intensity of her words or just how greatly they affected me. When all my life I had only been toldnegatives, to hear anything positive, to hear anything remotely good, made me feel like I was on cloud fucking nine.
But along with that, it came with severe doubts.
And I did my best to push it aside for tonight.
On the one night I just wanted to enjoy my time with my girl.
So then rising up slightly, I seared my mouth to hers with the promise of forever.
With the promise of never losing sight of what we had found and what we would always have.
51
WREN
Everything about tonight was perfect.
Actually, it was more than perfect, it was one of those memorable nights that you knew you would never forget even if you wanted to. It was just all too… unforgettable.
The view, the ocean, the man, it was all way too good to be true and that’s why I had crawled my way into Mal’s lap as he held on to me fiercely.
I didn’t want this to be a dream. I didn’t want there to ever be a possibility that this might end, so I clung on tightly to the man of my dreams behind me.
We were full of chicken and strawberries that we hand fed each other, and now we were just enjoying the crashing waves against the shore. The sun had finally set, leaving only the light of the moon to illuminate our surroundings.
A flash of a distant memory had struck me out of nowhere, causing my gut to twist painfully and my eyes to slam shut.
“Dance with me, Blue,”his voice, as clear as day, had said in the back of my head. A memory from my first date with Hayes, one that I’d always hold close to my heart.
“Doe?” Mal questioned from behind me, obviously noticing a change in me as a tear formed in the corner of my eye.
With my head inches away from the crook of his neck, it was easy for him to look down at my face, and see the stray tears that were currently falling down my cheeks.
God, Wren, don’t ruin this perfect night with your crying.
I couldn’t help it, though.
Even if I wanted to stop, I couldn’t.
“Baby? Why are you crying? What's wrong?” The terror in his tone had my heart fluttering but I hated that I was ultimately going to ruin our date. We should be laughing, kissing, whispering sweet nothings to each other, yet here I was crying.
Crying for Hayes.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to start crying randomly like that but I just… I…” Shaking my head, I struggled to finish what I wanted to say.
Before, bringing up Hayes was a topic I never wanted to discuss with him. And not because I didn’t want to, but more so I didn’t feel the need to.
But now… Now everything had changed.
I was in love with Hayes’s best friend and even just admitting that in my head made me dizzy with fear.
Mal then gripped the bottom of my chin with his fingers and twisted my head to the side until we were nearly eye to eye. “Doe, please? Tell me what’s bothering you so I can fix it,” he begged.
Fuck.
I felt horrible.
My stomach knotted with the truth of what I needed to confess to him, but I desperately didn’t want to.
