i am literally falling asleep rn
Chapter 3
Ivy was verbally spiralling into disbelief, processing the name that had just left my lips and the look shared between myself and November.
"Oh my god." She starts.
November's eyes and my eyes are locked and I need to fucking breathe because this must be some sort of fucked version of reality- a dream- something- because she is here.
She's just here.
I didn't even know if she was still alive.
She just disappeared.
"November?" Ivy stresses and she lifts her hand to cover her mouth. She turns to me. "I didn't know Cole; I swear I didn't know."
No one was listening to her. To Ivy. Or well ok, I don't know if the others were, but I certainty wasn't. I watch November's eyes drop, she looks to Amber, and I come partially out of my shocked state due to our now severed stare. I tense as I realise what November's eyes were regarding, the engagement ring on Amber's finger bright and right under her gaze.
The memories that had reappeared just fucking sit in the air around us.
No one else can see it.
I don't even know if she sees it.
I can't fucking breathe due to the thickness of it.
Amber lifts her hand to my back and for the first time since recognising the women in front of me I can faintly feel the way my fiancée was staring at my face in confusion.
I don't usually let my face be readable.
But the pain was pouring out of me.
I think.
Fuck.
She's alive. She's here? Is she ok? What the fuck?
November looks up from my Amber and she smiles a little at me, a little nervous, it was almost warm.
"You are alive." She says.
"So are you."
She was alive. Though. She stood across from me and there were hardly any changes to the face that I loved years and years ago. Her hair was the same, dark, shiny waves, her cheeks were flushed, face pale... She looked less cold maybe? She looked healthier, warmer, she looked ok.
She looked so ok.
Every time I have thought of her in the past, this scene in my head did not ever lead me to this conclusion.
That she was ok.
My shocked air leaves me, and I stare at her.
How could she be ok and no one know?
Fuck.
Where is he?
Is she still with him?
Did she get away?
"What's going on?" Amber says gently and she rubs my back gently, her eyes on my face, understanding because it's fucking blatant to see that I am not ok.
I am not ok.
How the fuck can she be here?
"We knew each other as kids. I moved away-" She starts and I scoff, it just leaves me, a mixture of pain at her voice and disbelief in the words she was saying.
It was startling, the way she is older, but not, but is, and obviously she is because it's been five fucking years- But what the-
I take a breath in, then out, and my chest fucking hurts and I look to Ivy, desperate. She sees me. She just looks at me with sympathy and I hear Nova fill the silence. "What um, can I get you?"
