What The Heart Wants (gxg)

Part 26

When I was younger, I always dreamed of having a girlfriend.

I knew that I didn't want a boyfriend, from a very young age. Girls were who I was attracted to. Who I wanted to kiss. Who I wanted to date one day.

One day I wanted a wife.

I lost my virginity at Raya Prep when I was 16 to a girl- Amanda Morrison. And it officially confirmed what I always knew- that I wanted a girlfriend.

Morgan, my ex-girlfriend, was a learning lesson, now that I think about it. She was a senior prep student, and I was a junior prep student. I fell for her, fast. But looking back on it, it was just infatuation. We were always on and off, and I believed that I just wanted to have a girlfriend, not necessarily Morgan. Morgan was also mean to me sometimes and made me feel insecure. And hard to love.

But Blaz,  she was the real deal. She never made me feel insecure or hard to love, not even once. Blaze was everything to me. I loved her like crazy. I wanted a future with her. I knew she was my soulmate. I loved her gentle but protective personality. Her smile. When she genuinely smiled it lit up my heart. I loved her laugh. I just loved her for who she was.

I missed her like crazy.

Summer was hell. I was staying at my parents' beach house with Maxwell- they practically banished me there. They were back in the main town of Raya and they made it very clear they wanted nothing to do with me.

I had spoken to them once. For them to tell me I needed to take classes at a local learning center at the beach to make up for my failed finals. I needed to go there every single day from 8 AM-4 PM. I wasn't allowed to leave the house otherwise. I also was forbidden to use the phone at the beach house.

I had to listen to them. I had no choice.

Every single day just felt like a drag. It was like I had a dark cloud looming over me. My happiness was gone. I felt myself not even caring about University, or where I went.

My life felt bleak without Blaze.

In the middle of July, I overheard Maxwell on the phone one night. He sounded angry.

I stood outside the door and couldn't help but listen.

"Father, she is absolutely miserable. I am worried."

He's talking about me.

There was a pause.

"You need to let me have Samantha come over. And maybe some of her other friends. I don't know what is going to make her feel better. I know you and mother are angry. But like I said, she is miserable. You need to let me do something or I fear something bad will happen." Maxwell said firmly.

I had never heard him speak to our parents like that.

There was another pause, and then he said, "Thank you. Goodnight."

I rushed off to my room before Maxwell could see me.

A few moments later I heard a knock at my door. "Natasha, open up."

"The door is unlocked. Come in."'

Maxwell walked into my room and sat on my bed.

"I just spoke to father. He has agreed to let Samantha, Juliette, Violetta, and Carrington come stay at the beach house for a week- if they can. They will arrive next week. But I have to call them." Maxwell said to me.

"Thank you, Maxwell. Thank you so much." I said to him, "This means the world to me."

Maxwell called my friends the next day- and Samantha, Juliette, and Violetta all said they could come. Carrington was not able to due to her pregnancy.