Taken

Chapter27- At the wrong place trying to make it right

27.

   I woke up from a horrible dream that Alex came back for me. I was a bit drowsy, I stood up and I could smell the wonder full scent of bacon. Is dad home? Were my instant thoughts. I quietly walked over to the kitchen and looked from a distance. My heart stopped all at once, it wasn't a dream. It was all real, I guess this is my reality. I saw Alex turning around from a sizzling pan of bacon.

"Hey, I hope you don't mind but I cooked some breakfast for us." He said flexing his arms.

"Us?" I said with a confused voice.

"Please Jenna, don't do this. I-I am deeply in love with you. I was praying that you and I might end up together."

"Yeah, you really showed it by leaving me for months, you don't no what you did to me. I cried every night about you and me. I would think of you constantly, an-and it sucks!"

"I-I..." I stopped him before he could answer.

"It sucks because I was getting better and then you came back. I loved you."

"What's wrong with us? It's like were meant to be together but we can't." My eyes started to tear up because it was true what he was saying.

"Maybe someday, but for now lets start as strangers."

"And I believe that we will meet again." Now I was starting to cry, my mouth chattered while tears fell down from my cheeks.

"I love you but until then I will never forget of what we had, and all the things we wish to have."

"I have been waiting for you so long, but the fight for you is all I think know."

"I will be here patiently waiting." I said with a slit smile."

"God only knows why were here, I wanna find that out. I am giving you all of my love."

"I think you know why we are here and why it's not meant to be...and God knows all to well."

   I had nothing else to say to him, this is so hard. I just wish that everything could go away and that none of this stupid-teenage love ever happened. I wrapped my arms around my waist and waited for Alex to talk more. But he didn't.

   I looked up at him, he was in front of me. He opened up his arms and gave me a hug that meant to much to a sad person including me. I wept silently in his arms. He never let go until my small crying sounds stopped. His grasp felt like home. When he did let go I felt so alone as he walked out the door. Alex grabbed his jacket from the floor and went out. I didn't know where he was going or how he was going to get home. All I know is that Alex was my almost lover. I watched him walk down the road and then he disappeared from my sight. I wish I told him that 'I love him'. I will never give up, I will find him. Someday.