Bechloe - Reminiscing ✓

Reminiscing

It was a rather hot day in the midst of summer, and the sun was beaming on the ground. A thin, long-haired ginger woman got out of her car. She was wearing a short, but not too shot, red skirt, with a black vest top. She had a small beige bag in her left hand and a small bouquet of flowers in the other hand. As she was walking towards a pair of long steel gates she looked up and saw 'Barden Cemetery' and smiled. This was where Chloe Mitchell's love of her life, Rebecca Mitchell, was buried. She walked through the cemetery and there were birds chirping above in the trees, and an ever so slight breeze that wasn't making the area cold. She was walking to Beca's grave and looked up and down at all of the graves and in-front of them were lovely flowers that other people had put by their loved ones.

After a minute of walking, she stopped by a tall tree. Just ahead of her was Beca's grave. She slowly walked up to it and said 'hi, my love'. Chloe had tears running down her face, this wasn't the first time that she's come here to tell Beca anything and it certainly wouldn't be the last, it was just that today was a difficult day for Chloe, today was 20 years since Beca had passed on, as well as their wedding anniversary. She placed her bag to the side along with the flowers and sat down on the ground.

"Happy anniversary, babe. So, erm, I thought I'd do something different rather than talking to you about random crappy moments sine I was last here, I heard this song and I just couldn't help but remember little snippets of our life. It made me smile, but it also made me cry, and I thought maybe you'd want to hear it, as well as all the memories I thought about whilst listening."

Chloe unlocked her phone, and she smiled at the background. It was a picture of her and Beca just before they were married, it was always her favourite shot. Aubrey Posen, her best friend took it of the pair of them. They were just in a little moment and Aubrey took her opportunity with a shot and it instantly became one of their favourite photos. She opened up her Apple Music and clicked on the song that she wanted to play.

Thinkin' about your lips and the way they kiss,

"All those years ago thinking back to our first date and our first kiss. God, we were both so nervous. We'd been waiting for a year, nearly. We'd gotten help from Stacie and Aubrey with trying to make the night as perfect as can be. Them, and the rest of the girls knew what we both wanted, it's just that we were both too scared to do anything and say anything to each other. I remember you breaking up with your boyfriend, Jesse, at the time because of me, and that you only went with him to try and hide your feelings for me. But of course, he knew. All the girls went out to give us the time and I cooked for us, which was my specialty chicken pasta with spinach, herbs, garlic, and a bit of cheese. That's still my favourite now, especially as it's the first ever meal I cooked for us, then it became your favourite meal. Whenever I'd ask what you would want for dinner, you'd always say Chloe's Chicken Special. I remember one time you trying to cook it and I still to this day have no idea how you set fire to that kitchen, hell, I don't even think that you knew. I tried to convince you to watch a movie, it didn't work but that didn't matter. We just played a board game with a bottle of wine, and at the end of the date, you were sweet. You walked me to mine and Aubrey's door and said goodnight, but I didn't want to night to end. I wanted a kiss, and you wanted one. We both stood there and smiled, I put both my hands out for you to hold, you did. we flickered between each other's eyes and lips until we met halfway with a small gap. It was a small peck, but we were smiling into the kiss. It was a perfect first kiss with you."

There's so much I really miss about you,

"The way when we'd get in from work and just cuddle on the sofa with the dog we had the time. You kept saying that we weren't to keep it, but I know you loved that dog more than you were willing to let on. She loved you. I loved how in a morning when I'd go for a run, I'd come back and you were there, waiting for me, with a cup of coffee in your hand."