My Mysterious Guy (The Letters)

Chapter 11

Hello guys! :>

I'm so sorry for not updating last Tuesday. I was really tired after a 16 hour flight, and school also started, so I'm pretty much preoccupied. =) I'm really sorry.

But anyway, here's Chapter 11. =) I haven't totally edited it yet, coz you guys have been waiting for it since Tuesday and I felt the urge to publish it tonight. :)

Thanks! :)

-mesmerizedmei31

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Samuel's eyes fixated on Celestine sleeping on Tyler's lap, "What the fudge are you doing with her, Tyler?! Didn't I tell you not to lay any of your fingers on her?!"

"Can you calm down? Shut up and let me speak! I told her about Rose and I needed to comfort her," Tyler clarified.

"You told her what?!"

"That Rose is dead."

"Why did you?! I was supposed to be the one to tell her about that, not you!" Samuel's normally calm and pleasant demeanour changed quickly and his face warped into an all consuming anger.

"You told me that you're going to tell her once she wakes up, but you didn't and so, I did." Tyler explained remaining unruffled.

"I didn't tell her because I was looking for the right time! I didn't want her to get hurt after all that she's been through."

"Sorry, okay? I thought you already told her."

"What is happening here?" Celestine revealed herself surprising both Tyler and Samuel.    

"How long have you been standing there?" Samuel asked while composing himself.

"Just a second ago," she replied.

Tyler took in and let out a deep audible breath in relief.

Celestine turned to Samuel, "Samuel..."

"Yes?"

"I want to tell you something."

Samuel made eye contact with Tyler and told him to leave them alone.  Tyler crooned as he walked out the door allowing the cold night breeze linger on his skin.

"What is it, Celestine?"

"How did you know I'm here, Samuel?"

"Tyler called me. He told me you guys were here."

"Oh. Okay."

"Celestine.."

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry for not telling you about Rose."

Celestine looked at him directly to his eyes.  Her face suddenly went red around her cheeks and her ears. Her lips went back and she lowered her head. Her chin drew down, baring her teeth and pressing them together. She tried not to cry but  the pain of losing Rose kept haunting her. Soon, a cascade of tears started crawling down her cheeks in a waterfall. Her eyes, ringed with the pink of outpouring tear ducts, were bloodshot red.  Her face shimmered with water.

"Rose.. Rose... Rose," she mourned. 

Samuel listened with compassion letting her know that it's okay to cry in front of him, to get angry or to break down. He squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring hug.

Celestine continuously pushed him and punched him hard on the chest but Samuel kept on accepting her punches and kept on pulling her back to him. It went on for a long time and Samuel couldn't calm her down.