The Beginning Of The End | Cosmic Love Series

twenty-five - first place

As mad as Noah might have been after our fight at his place, he still drove me back home. Sure, it was the most dreadful silent car ride I'd ever been to in my entire life, but he didn't leave me stranded, he could never. Noah could never do that, even if he wanted to.

His heart was too good and too pure to even consider doing that.

I thought about breaking the silence to say something to him, anything really, that would turn his frown upside down, but the sour expression of disappointment mixed with hurt on his face was too much for me to handle.

So I did the next best thing, which was to remain silent for twenty whole minutes and thank him in a mumble, so low that I was sure he didn't even hear it. Because I know that if he did, while still upset, he would still say something like "No worries." or "It's no biggie.". Turns out, all I had left of that fateful day was a silent car ride and a broken ego.

After showering and changing into some loose, washed out blue jeans and a sweater, I dragged myself to the kitchen, to have dinner with my dads, which consisted of feta cheese filled raviolis from the italian restaurant we always ordered dinner from on the nights they didn't feel like cooking and I didn't feel like trying to.

Five minutes into the dinner, my dads noticed something was wrong with me. I didn't let them in on any specific details, and yet despite knowing nothing about what had happened, they told me that some people were worth fighting for. And without them knowing, what they said held a subtext that meant more than they'd know.

So, after I was done with helping out with the dishes, I went back to my room and grabbed a small purse that I threw around my shoulder. I put on my white sneakers and bolted out of the house, got on top of my bike and made my way to where I knew I'd find the person I wanted to talk to.

The bike ride was longer than I'd expected. God, I hadn't remembered that it took that long, but thankfully, the nights were getting warmer by the day, and it was a fantastic summer night tonight, so the bike ride was not a complete failure.

Trying to remember the way was a challenge, but I managed to get to the right place. I knew that as soon as I saw Noah's truck parked just before the cliff's edge.

Not being entirely comfortable on this road, I got off the bike and walked all the way to the truck, draggin my bike with me. As I approached the vehicle, I could make out the shape of Noah's body, laying on the back of the truck. And I could hear the sound of the music by one of the rock bands he liked so much, coming from inside.

I don't know what caught his attention, but if I had to guess, I would say it was the sound of the slim, rubber wheels hitting the gravel. He sat up and looked into my direction, almost as if he didn't believe his own eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

I chose to answer his question with another question. "Can I join you?"

"Sure." He responded instantly.

I parked my bike next to his truck, leaning it against the passenger seat's door. Noah extended out his hand, helping me hop onto the back of his car and I took a seat next to him. He picked up the gray blanket he was using to cover his legs, and managed to unfold and stretch it out, covering my own legs too.

"I made a decision." I announced out loud. My words seemed to capture his attention and he turned his head in my direction.

"Oh yeah?"

"More than one decision, actually."

By the way he shot me an intrigued look, I knew he was eager to know more, so I quit stalling and blurted out my most recent choices made about myself and my future.