The next morning, we went to my apartment together to collect the things I needed. It was mainly clothes, my laptop and a couple of other things. We stepped into the tacky old place and Parker scrunched his face up a little.
"I can't believe you stayed here..." He said sadly. "You should have taken the money and gotten yourself a decent place to stay." I ignored his comments as he probably expected I would and walked over to gather my things.
"Do you need any help selling this place?" He asked as he strode across the room inspecting the wallpaper which was peeling off.
"No, Parker. I can sell it." I stated. I knew he cared about me and that was all it was, but he needed to give me room to be a little more independent. As if he read my mind, he responded.
"I know, I am sorry if I'm being a pain in the ass." I scoffed sarcastically and he glared at me before continuing. "I know you are easily capable of doing this on your own, I just want to make sure you are happy and okay all the time."
"Stop making me cringe." I interrupted. I walked over to him and but my hands around his waist carefully. "You don't need to spoil me and constantly check I'm okay to make me happy. I'm a simple kind of girl, I just want you to be there for me." He shook his head defiantly.
"You are not a 'simple kind of girl', or it would be my spoiling you that you would be seeking." I smiled faintly and tangled my hand in his hair while he snaked an arm around my back. I pulled his head down into a deep kiss.
Despite any protests I made, Parker hired a private investigator. All I could hope was that it would go well, and no one would figure out that Parker had paid for someone to investigate my stepmother.
He insisted repeatedly that it was time to take measures into our own hands after downgrading the police. He avoided my question of finding out how much he paid for it, so I assumed ridiculous amounts. I hoped it would work.
It was a Friday evening, and I was sitting on the sofa as I usually did in the evening. I thought to myself as I sat, ignoring the TV show I had put on. I loved Parker, and I was more than happy with where we were in our relationship and I loved having him around.
Everything seemed perfect beside one little thing. All that had happened before the crash felt unresolved. Not in a way that either of us held anything against each other, but it just felt like we were ignoring it rather than understanding each other. I didn't want to bring anything up, however, because like I said, things were perfect. I couldn't comprehend putting that at stake.
As if on cue, Parker appeared through the hallway. He pulled a chair across from the side of the room and gestured at me to shuffle closer.
"OK, hear me out." He began seriously, yet still with an incredible amount of energy. "If you disagree, just let me know. I'm just going to say it." He paused.
"I thought you were just going to say it." He snapped back into the moment and looked back up at me.
"Right." He said. "I think we should talk more about our argument, about what happened before the accident. I mean, things are great, they really are, but I want to talk to you, Riley." I sighed in relief and smiled.
"Thank god." I said. He raised an eyebrow.
"You wanted to talk about it too?" He questioned intently.
"Yes!" I exclaimed excitedly and encouraged him onto the sofa next to me do we were more comfortable. "I was literally just thinking about it. I swear, sometimes you read my mind." He chuckled and swung and arm around my back.
"OK, I think we can keep the mood pretty positive whilst still talking about this, right?" I nodded in agreement and he carried on. "So... do you have anything to ask or say first of all?" I rolled my eyes at him making me speak first.
"What moment did you decide to change your plans? I mean, like when did you know you weren't going to go through with it anymore." I asked. He had briefly explained it, but I wanted to know what exactly it was that swayed his previous intentions.
"Like I said, after the day we had lunch by the waterfall I decided it would be best to leave you alone. The exact moment I guess what when we were in the water and I looked into your eyes. It brought me back to reality for a moment, and I realised I had completely forgotten about why we were there in the first place. I had been to busy enjoying myself. It wasn't that common that I enjoyed myself away from Noah and Summer, I used to spend most of my time plotting or working. But I saw you, and I thought to myself. 'Shit, I'm an idiot.' I realised I was making more excuses to make up for everything I once believed in. I always thought you would be one way, and when I was wrong my mind persisted in telling me there had to be another answer. I saw the most beautiful girl I had ever seen inside and out, and I realised I had messed up my opportunity to get close to you because when I met you, I had the wrong intentions." He explained.
"Wow... Parker." I breathed almost silently. He looked sad. He was still feeling guilty and I hated that because I wasn't angry at him anymore. Not at all. "Stop feeling guilty, I can see it in your eyes." I whispered.
"Easier said than done." He mumbled. He wouldn't ask the obvious questions so I thought I would explain to him.
"Just so you know, I was never angry with you, and I certainly never hated you." His daze ended and his attention was caught as he quickly looked up. "I hated that I was weak for you, I couldn't look in your eyes that day because I knew I would just want to hug you. And through the door, it physically hurt me being so close yet so far from you. I wanted to speak to you, but I thought that was just me being to mushy. I used to survive by being stubborn, cold, by shutting people out and by being alone. I thought that was the only way to get over you, but I never did because even when you weren't there, you were in my thoughts. I never feel out of love with you, and at much as I hated it, I knew I would love you forever no matter was happened." He smiled slightly and faced forward.
We continued to talk about everything for a while. It was surprisingly refreshing. I felt that was what we had need after all. It felt good to finally talk about it and understand. After some time had passed, Parker's phone buzzed on the table. He picked it up and read it carefully.
"Who is it?" I asked whilst yawning. He carried on reading for a moment.
"The private investigator I hired." He began still looking at his phone. His gaze then snapped up and the corners of his mouth curled up. "They have something."
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