𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻

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Me and Dylan had just arrived at the front of the rehab, it was roughly about 2:30am. We got out of my car and then he looked at me and he said "don't be upset that you won't see me for three months. Instead, while I'm gone, plan the best wedding you possibly can. Whatever you choose, I will agree with, and as soon as I come back, we will get married with your dream wedding. No questions asked." I looked at him and smiled and then I asked "wait, are you serious?" He nodded and then he replied with "absolutely. After everything that has happened, you deserve the absolute world. Whatever you choose, that's what we're doing." I looked at him and then I responded with "thank you. I love you to the moon and back." He grabbed my hand and stroked it, and then he said "I would take you to the moon if I could. There's nothing I want more than to make you happy. You will be the first person I think of when I wake up, and that last person before I go to bed. The thought of not being able to see you or contact you for three months is breaking my heart, but at least I will be better next time I see you." I nodded and then I responded with "yeah, exactly. That's what matters. Now, it's almost 3am, I should get going. I decided I'm not gonna stay at a hotel, I'm just gonna drive straight back to Ohio. If I wanna get back before 9am, I should get going now." He nodded and then he said "yeah, I should go and check myself in. I'll see you in three months, I guess." I nodded and then I replied with "yeah, definitely."
I watched as the automatic doors of the rehab opened and he turned back and before he entered through the doors and I looked at him. I gave him the look of reassurance, he nodded at me, then he grabbed his suitcases and went inside. I knew that this was the last time I was going to see him for a while, but I knew when he came out, he was going to be a better version of himself. And that's all I could ever ask for.

                         Three months later...

"My wedding arrangements are done and so are yours. Now all you need to do is set a date. I've already decided mine but I need to know where you stand." Said Shana, as she was typing on her computer. I looked at her and then I responded with "Dylan is going to be back in a couple days, so it can be any time after that. I was thinking May 28th, exactly one year since we graduated university." Shana stopped typing and turned around to look at me and that's when she said "no fucking way. My wedding date is May 28th. We can't have two weddings in a day, it's going to be way too much work." I looked at her and then I responded with "then let's double it. Both of us can get married at the same time. That way, we're both at each other's wedding and getting married ourselves." Shana smiled and then she said "a double wedding with my best friend is something I've always dreamed of, but I never actually thought we could do it. But you're my best friend, so why the hell not?" I smiled at her and then I said "this is going to be the best week of our lives, and I'm so happy that I get to spend it, surrounded by all the people I love." Shana looked at me and then she replied with "likewise, babe. Likewise indeed. It's crazy that one year ago today, I would've been telling you to tell Dylan how you feel about him. And in a couple days he's going to be your husband." I nodded and then I said "I guess I could say that your plan worked. In some weird way, it actually worked. You told me to be ballsy and I'll get the guy. I got the guy, so you were actually successful in one of your plans." She rolled her eyes and then she responded with "I'm always successful in my plans. You just always execute them wrong." I smiled and then I asked "do you remember how pissed I got at you after I went on that rant during prom and Dylan heard? And then I tried asking him out on graduation and he said I reminded him of Angel, so he rejected me, and I spent four days completely airing you because I thought it was your fault. Are you trying to tell me that I just executed your plan wrong?" She nodded and then she responded with "yes, because if you had done it right, he wouldn't have rejected you. You didn't just go on a rant, you threw him under the bus in the process. Of course you executed it incorrectly." I laughed and then I said "fair enough." She looked at me and then she asked "just curious, but was there any time during the last three months where you nearly went and visited Dyl?" I looked at her then I looked down and I responded with "it had been exactly one month since he was there. I remembered that I told you I had a business meeting, so I had to go to Chicago. There was never any business meeting. I went all the way to Chicago just to push through the security of the rehab, just to see him. I never ended up doing it though. I got out of my car and I just wondered to myself  'what if he is making progress?' And seeing me would remind him of what he doesn't have. And then maybe he would've gotten worse and they would've kept him for another couple weeks or months. If they had done that, I would've felt like such a sit person. Because I knew it would be my fault and I wouldn't be able to handle that. I saw him come out of the rehab, ten minutes later. He was sitting on the wall, getting fresh air. I so badly wanted to just go up to him that day hug him. But I didn't, I couldn't. I knew that it was best if I just acted like it never happened. For the sake of him just as much as me." Shana looked at me and then she said "I waiting for you to admit that. I always knew that there wasn't any business meeting. I knew why you were going to Chicago, but I didn't try to stop you because I knew in the end, you were gonna end up doing the right thing, and you did." I looked at Shana and then I responded with "I'm sorry, I know I broke our pact." She looked at then she said "I broke it too. I went to Chicago once as well. We both wanted to see him, it's understandable. He's coming home in four days though. Then we can see him as much as we want." I nodded and then I said "yeah, I really can't wait for that." She nodded and then she responded with "same, girl. Same."

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