Love Doesn't Stop For Time

Chapter 3

For PTX_Pentaholic99

"How long has it been since you saw him? Three months?" I closed my eyes, gripping the coffee cup in my hands.

"Please, mom. Don't."

"Sweetheart, that's not a relationship. You're a booty call."

"Mom!" I slammed my fist down on the counter. My mom jumped. I was so annoyed with her. I let my head fall against the cool tile of the surface. "I really like him. Scott is a good guy."

"And you trust him enough to him roam and fuck who he pleases?" I closed my eyes again. I wish Scott was here. I sat up to look at her.

"Yes. I trust him. You don't understand what it feels like to be around him. I crave his touch, Mom. It feels like I have always known him."

"That's what you said about the first boy you slept with." I groaned. She always had to bring him up. I don't remember that much about the first person I admitted my feelings to. All I know is that when I woke up, he was gone. And I cried. I mean, I thought he loved me.

"That's what you used to tell me. About when you met dad."

"Yes. But he didn't leave me alone for three months on fucking end. Mitch, you could do so much better. What kind of future do you see with this boy?" I sighed.

"I don't know, Mom. There's just something about him." I couldn't help the blush that came across my cheeks when I thought about a future with him. "He talked about being married and having kids. He was so serious. So committed. And it was only a week. He told me he loved me from the moment he saw me. I'm taking a risk because I feel the same way."

"You're being played!" I blurted out the first things that came to my mind to defend Scott.

"He's in the military." I can't believe I lied. Why did I do that? My mom suddenly dropped all her anger towards the thought of my boyfriend.

"Oh. Why didn't you say so? I thought you meant he was just running around." I took my spoon and stirred my coffee to calm myself down. I just lied to my mom about a man that I barely know. Why the hell was I even staying loyal to him? Three months was a long time to stay loyal to someone who I've known a week.

"Please come back, Scott. I miss you." I was standing on the front porch with my coffee in my hands. The cool morning breeze traveled like silk across my cheeks, giving them a slight irritated pink tone. How was I already hopelessly in love with him? I let out a cough while my hand went to grab above the ache that rattled my heart.

"Are you okay?" I almost dropped my coffee cup with the second cough. The person who asked me if I was okay took the coffee from my hands and set it down. "Mitch?" I looked up at Scott's welcoming blue eyes. The only thing I could do was punch him though. "Ow!"

"H-How could-d...." I lost the air in my lungs before I could finish my sentence.

"Mitch!" Scott caught me before I fell on the ground. He put his hand to my forehead. "You're running a fever."

"Where were you?" He grabbed for his necklace.

"I can't tell you." He lifted me in his arms. I held onto his neck to keep myself from falling.

"Why not?" He knocked politely on the door. "How long do you think I'm going to wait for you? How long am I going to wait for an answer? How long are you going to leave me?"

"I don't chose to leave you, Mitch. It will make sense later on."

"Put me down!" I struggled out of his arms. My hand went above the pain that was stinging my chest. "I want to know now."

"Mitch-"

"No! I can't keep doing this. I can't lie to my mom so that I can keep hoping that you'll come back to me." I let out an exasperated sigh. "I like you, Scott. I really do but I can't...." I let my sentence trail off without words. It didn't need to be finished and I couldn't bring myself to. Scott, in the short time I've known him, has come to mean a lot. He's everything I think about. "I don't want to but I can't stand this." He dropped down on his knees and grabbed my hands.

"Don't leave me, Mitch. If you just take my word you'll know that we live happily together until we die. And I don't want you to die early so come to the hospital with me." I pulled my hands out of his.

"I'm not going anywhere with you until you explain yourself. Get out! Go away!"

"Mitch-"

"No! Don't beg and don't fucking say my name. I don't want to see you for the rest of th-" I was cut off by him crashing his lips against mine. Before I could stop myself, my arms slowly went around his neck and I gave into him.

"Oh!" I pulled away to see my mom in the doorway. I stood next to Scott, my shoulder grazing against his. He slowly crept his fingers into mine by first linking his pinky with mine before linking his pointer finger with mine and so on. His hand embraced mine in a friendly hug. I feel like I was fool for giving back into him. He could have cheated on me. He could have done anything in those three months. "You must be Scott. I'm Mitch's mother."

"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Grassi." She smiled a very thin lipped smile at him. She didn't like him. I could tell.

"What branch of the military are you in?" My mom asked. Scott looked at me in confusion. He seemed to understand that's what I meant by lying to my mom. He went along with the act.

"Marines, m'am."

"And you thought it was a good idea to make my son constantly worry?" He looked down at his feet. Suddenly, he got confidence. His back straightened and he got a very regal presence to him.

"I'm staying for awhile. I know that much. It will be a couple weeks before I have to leave again." She wasn't satisfied with his answer. I shooed her away.

"Do you promise?" I asked when my mom went back inside. Scott gave my hand a tight squeeze.

"I will not be leaving tonight. I will not be leaving at the end of the week. But the end of the month is a different story." He let his forehead rest against mine. "Let me prove myself to you. Do you trust me?" I was searching his face. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be thinking. About what I have no idea. Was he telling me the truth? I wish doubt didn't drift across my mind.

"S-Sure. I trust you."