How About That? (Completed)

We Can Start Over, Starting Now

Alex avoided me for the following days. I still couldn't understand in what universe that made sense.

HE. Dumped. ME.

How was he now upset with me for moving on - but not actually moving on? Just spending time with someone else, which by the way I had every right to do seeing as he.. well.. kinda.. you know... DUMPED ME! There was no logic in the way he was acting and it was simply immature.

If I came into a room he would run out. If I looked at him he would make sure not to look at me or give me a dirty look. If I tried to talk to him he would ignore me and pretend that he hadn't heard.
By no standards did I deserve this, but I kept my cool. I remained civil and polite. That was until one specific afternoon that is:

I walked into the kitchen, through the only door and stood in such a way that he would have to bump me if he tried to exit. I sighed over dramatically and flipped my hair out of my face as I leaned back on the counter, stretching my legs out behind me - which would cause him to trip if he tried to walk out. I coughed loudly trying to get him to look at me, but there was no response.

"Hi?" I said.

Nothing...

"How have you been?"

And the first response in at least few days. Yes you guessed right! It was a foul and dirty look. *note the sarcasm* Yup that look was pure manure. Stinking and gross. Well he looked as if he'd smelt some at least.

"What on earth is your issue? I did nothing wrong to you to deserve this or anything! You left me in case you forgot. And you said you didn't love me - might I add. Did you expect me to wait around forever? And nothing even happened to add on to that as well! He's just a really nice guy, sure yeah I find him attractive, but so far we've been nothing more than friends. I don't know if that would have changed on the date, seeing as I was kidnapped it doesn't even matter, but that's not the point! You have no right, no right to act like I am in the wrong. The only reason you are allowed to be upset would be because I left to the mortal realm alone. But even then, it wouldn't be your place. Because you don't love me." I was breathing heavily as I finished and I realized I was on the edge of tears. I would not cry in front of this jerk. He was not worthy of my tears. I held my head high and defiantly fought my tear ducts. He stared back at me in shock, even if he wanted to talk I don't think he could. Good, I had rendered him speechless.

Satisfied that I had made my point and stood up for myself. I turned, my hair whipping out like a fiery wave as I did and calmly walked out of the kitchen.

A while later I found myself flopped on the couch in the living room, arms and legs splayed out all over the place. My one leg was over the back of the chair (I did that with the broken one because it was good to keep it elevated to reduce swelling), my other on the arm, I was half twisted onto my stomach, my one arm under my head and the other off the couch. And yes I was extremely comfortable, basically falling asleep, but it was prevented by prince not-so-charming sauntering into the room and plonking down on the single seater.

I twisted my head to look at him and then twisted back into my comfortable position. I had nothing left to say so we sat in silence. Minutes passed. After about ten minutes he spoke up, almost giving me a heart attack in the process. It was so unexpected and gave me such a fright that I jumped out of my seat.

"I'm sorry." He said simply and sincerely. "I am very, so so extremely sorry for everything. I have caused you terrible pain. The pain of heartbreak is unlike any other, there are no elixirs or medicines to help make it heal. And I am more sorry that I may have caused you more pain in the past few days. You did nothing wrong. The fault was mine and the blame must fall on me. I was angry with myself when I heard you had had a possible date, because I let you go. And you are an amazing girl. You're the type of girl that no one should let go. That once in a lifetime kind of girl. That's what you are." He nodded as he said this.

Me? Was he talking to me? Now was my turn to be absolutely flabbergasted. I sat up abruptly and looked at him. Looking deep into his melted chocolate eyes, the gold specks in them enhanced the sparkle. The sparkle that could look mischievous but at that very moment looked guilty, regretful and sincere. He was telling the truth and I wasn't going to be the one to deny him forgiveness. I would not walk around with that burden anyway.

I had few friends and you never know when your last moment is. I remembered the old couple yet again, my heart warming at the amazing lesson they had taught me. I would rather have been peaceful and have made sure that there was no bad blood between any of us, than risk losing eveything or making it worse. Why waste the time stressing over the past?

"Thank you for being honest with me and you should know that I forgive you. I have already forgiven you. You can relax now." I smiled a little smile as I said it and resisted the urge to reach out and hold him.

I flopped back down onto the couch and stared at the celing. I let out a deep and tired sigh. Now what? I didn't know, so I asked him.

"I don't know." He said, running his hand through his hair as if he were nervous.

"How about we let this sink in and talk about it later?" I asked.

He nodded, seeming to like the idea. I knew I did.

"In the meanwhile why don't we eat something? I'm starved." I felt my stomach pinch in agreement with the words.

"I think it sounds like a great idea." He said looking a little less stressed. "Can you cook?"

"Yep." I smiled proudly.

"Good." He laughed. "Because, unless you want a mean grilled cheese sandwich. I'm no help."

I giggled at his insult to his cooking. "Well it's never too late to learn. Come on."

And so he learnt. I must admit he was a good student. He was attentive, curious, took notes, didn't interrupt and listened. I taught him how to make quick Thai noodles, one of my favourite dishes. Turned out to be one of his favourites too, but how could it not be? It's that good! We ate in front of the TV lazily, there was no rush. Once we were finished we quickly washed all the dishes we'd used and went back to our comfortable places on the couches. While we were in the kitchen I went back to the topic we had discussed earlier.

"I have an idea." I said. "About what we can do. Like you and me. As in about what you said earlier."

"Yes?" He said with a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Why don't we start over? It's been a long time and we barely know each other any more. We have both matured and changed alot." I searched his face to see if it would display his thoughts on the idea.

"I think that sounds like a good idea." He flashed me a big toothy grin.

"Awesome." I started to turn away, but he grabbed my wrist and spun me around. He pulled me into him and gave me a soft, tender kiss. My heart raced in my chest. I kissed him back. He pulled away slowly, as if he didn't want to. I didn't want him to. I felt myself blushing, but I liked it. It was a good kind of blush.

"We can start over, starting now." He said and stepped back slowly. Then proceeded to stick out his hand in front of me. "Hi," He smiled as he said this. "My name is Alex. I am prince of the Seelie court. Nice to meet you."

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