Still Can't Get Over You

Chapter 7

Dylan's POV;

My eyes met Jeff's almost instantly, and I was, as always, drowning in the majestic power that they held. Tearing my gaze out of his, as my heart quickened in pace at just how good he looked. As a grown man; he had filled out, he had grown in to his looks in a way that could still literally send me in to some kind of seizure.

Tightening my grip on Corey who was holding me close, I knew that I should be looking at Carmine, I knew that I should be seeing my fiancé the way that I was seeing Jeff but as always I was lost in the power that my old crush had, lost in the things that he had always made me feel.

"Dylan!" The sound of my brother's voice called through his home.

"Brace yourself honey," H warned me as Corey slowly let me go before giving me a quick supportive squeeze.

"Hey you," I giggled as he literally speared me right in the middle of his living room. "Woah dude," I laughed a little harder as the other's seemed to appear in the entrance to the living room.

All the people that I had missed much more than I had ever predicted that I would. Matt, Shane, Patrick, Gil; Matt and Jeff's Dad, a girl that I didn't recognize, Stacey; Shane's long term girlfriend, Johnny, and his girlfriend, Lanie.

Then as if I was seeing her for the first time; my Mom; our Mom. Slowly breaking the crowd she moved towards where Shannon was still holding on to me in a bear like hug that was literally pinning my arms to my sides and refusing to allow me to move in anyway.

"Mom!?" I whispered softly.

"Yeah she's here," Shannon announced as he pulled back to look at me.

"Yeah behind you, I know," I giggled as his arms opened from around me; touching his face softly I smiled at him, not realizing just how much I had missed him. "I will talk to you in a little bit,"

"Ok brat," He chuckled flicking my chin as he took the arm rest of the chair where Jeff was sitting as I came face to face with my Mother, who I hadn't really seen since I moved away. She had flown out to LA a couple of times but due to me trying to get my career up and going; I hadn't been able to spend much time with her until she had just stopped coming at all.

No one could have blamed her for her decision; I know for a fact I wouldn't have kept trying when I know that I had made it look like I didn't want anything to do with her but that really hadn't been the case.

I had just been so determined to make something of myself, to make everyone in this God forsaken place see that I was someone, that I didn't need to belong with anyone here because I could make it on my own and I had wanted especially Jeff to see that I didn't need him, that I didn't need his pity kiss, I didn't need him to pretend to be nice to me and I sure as hell didn't need him to make something of myself.

My eyes landed on Carmine; and for the first time I was seeing all that he had done for me; he had accepted me, he loved me, he supported me, he allowed me to be the woman that I was and he wasn't worried that he was nine years older than me, he didn't mind that I was younger and he didn't care what anyone thought of that.

"I'm glad you are home baby girl," My Mom whispered wiping the hair from my face before devouring me in to her embrace.

"I'm glad to be home Mom," I whispered as I hugged her back; clinging to her hoping that I was going to get through this visit unscathed and with my dignity intact because as my eyes seemed to be automatically drawn to Jeff; I knew there was the strong possibility that I was going to become lost all over again.

"You look good sweetie," She said pulling back to look at me; her eyes drinking in the difference in my appearance; her soft hands cupping my face in a Motherly gesture.