Sketchpads and Guitars

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

“Mary…”

“Mary, where are you?” Francis muttered while his eyes closed, he has been unconscious for the past 24 hours, the doctor said he might have inhaled too much smoke and the small wound on his forehead indicated that he might have hit his head when he went inside the pub.

“Francis, I’m here” Mary said as she squeezed his hand, she never left his side since she arrived at the hospital the night before

“Mary… you’re alright… you’re here… I—how did you manage to get out? I’m sorry I wasn’t able to get to you… If something happened to you, I would never be able to forgive myself” Francis said as he brought their intertwined hands closer to his chest

“Louis tricked you into believing that I was there… I’m so sorry Francis… it’s all my fault, you wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for me”

“you don’t have anything to be sorry for, Mary…”

“no Francis, I should have never doubted you… when I saw you with Olivia I assumed the worst… I—I thought you were only using me to get her back—“

“Mary, I’ll never do that to you”

“I know, I’m sorry… oh Francis… I’m so sorry” Mary said before she breaks down in front of Francis, she was so afraid that she’ll lose him, knowing that her last words to him were nothing but lies, she had let him believe that she regret meeting him, it wasn’t even close to the truth, Francis was and still is the best thing that ever happened to her.

“shhh Mary, don’t cry… I love you, I always have… I never stopped loving you, even if it crushed me whenever I see you with someone else”

“Francis I love you…  I never loved anyone else… when I found out that you were hurt, I couldn’t stop thinking about the hurtful words I said to you… Francis I’m sorry I lied, I’m sorry I hurt you… I love you, I do… I never regret anything that happened between us” Mary said as she leaned closer and kissed his forehead

“when you get better, we’ll go to the beach again, we’ll watch the sunset together and in the evening we’ll sit around a bonfire with Bash and Kenna, okay? I might even let you see my sketchpad… though it’s just a bunch of drawings of you”

“you drew me?”

“I did… I started drawing you the night we met, I didn’t want to forget how you looked that night… I draw you whenever I miss your face… I even drew you last week—“

“last week? You must have missed me like crazy” Francis said as he teased her, his hand never leaving hers

“I did… I missed your eyes” Mary said as she leaned and kissed Francis’ eyes

“your nose” Mary placed a small peck on his nose

“your lips” Mary captured his lips with hers, she felt him smile as she kissed him and he kissed her back with such passion it made her bones go weak, he bit her lower lip and pulled her down, his hands at the back of her neck

“I love you Mary Stuart” Francis said when they pulled apart

“I love you Francis Valois” Mary said with a bright beam on her lips, she kissed him again, never getting tired of the ecstatic feeling she gets whenever he’s around her. They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, savoring each other’s taste and cherishing the moment they get to share with each other.

 

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“Mary let me explain, I don’t know what Olivia told you, but it’s not true” Louis said as he follows Mary on her way to her class