Binding You To Me Like Cursive

I Love You

Phoebe

I wanted to hold her. To touch her warm delicate skin. Kiss her plump cushiony lips. Being 15 feet apart was suddenly way too far. It wasn't acceptable anymore.

I frantically grabbed my pen and paper.

Where were you!?

I had to get away, to think. So I went home.

You can't ever do that again, you don't understand what that did to me.

She smiled sheepishly and my heart pounded.

Bee, I know and I don't know what I'm going to do.

I love you.

It's all I had left to say, it's all I needed her to know. She gasped and bit her lip as her eyes shimmered.

This love we have is suffocating. It's consumed me. I can't even think, Bee.

I smiled and felt my cheeks heat. I'd have to add her calling me 'Bee' to the things I'd grown addicted to. I slowly wrote the next message:

So you admit you love me?

Her answer was fast and simple.

Yes.

A door opened in her apartment and before disappearing she gave me one last longing look. I wanted to stop her but instead I wrote one last note and threw it over.

I slept peacefully for the first night in weeks. I'd rather have Winter beside me but I'd make do until then.

It was Friday and the day I agreed to host another dinner party. This time I had drinking games planned and a more fiesta themed night with; dips, tacos, burritos, and nachos. I'd also had everything to make margaritas. I'd bumped into Kaiden while taking out the garbage.

"Hey," he greeted in a friendly tone. "How are you?"

"I'm good. I heard about your trip." I said as we walked outside together. This was weird.

"Yeah, it was a nice getaway, I guess." He seemed like he felt the opposite but I shrugged it off.

"Well, I'm having another dinner party tonight. This time with drinking games and tacos, come if you want to, just bring chips or a 2 liter." His eyes widened.

"That sounds fantastic. You're a great cook why aren't you a chef?" We tossed our garbage and headed back in.

"I'm not sure, it's more personal for me. A hobby."

"Well, me and Winny will be there. I'll let her know to bring something." Winny? That was her nickname? I smiled and had the urge to laugh. I'd just found something not so perfect about Winter and I couldn't wait to tease her about it.

For games I had shot charades, and twister. A classic and fun game, a good way to get close to people and get drunk. I hoped that wasn't too on the nose. I pulled up Ezra's contact and dialed.

"Sweet girl, I thought you were ignoring me." His deep voice resonated through the phone.

"As if, just seeing if you're still coming tomorrow night?" I asked.