Always Mine {Book 3}| Completed

Chapter 4

                            Chapter Four

The first thing we did, was pull over by this lake just as we were heading into Santa Monica. I had gotten out of the car and I took that necklace that Noah got me which was a gift of our love. But now it's a vile thing to remind me how bad he treated me. And of course, I took the necklace and I threw it far in the distance into the lake and I absolutely didn't care. And this was my way of moving on. Christopher stood beside me, and I guess we both could move on. I knew this was not the end of us. I wasn't going to let Noah destroy the new chapter I am opening in my life.

This new chapter with Christopher is the new start and a new beginning for me and him. But I won't let the turmoil break me. Or us. And I just thought of what this life will turn into if I can move forward in the next two months. In two months from now, what will my life be like? Will I be okay? Will I have moved on? What is to happen? But I won't pry about the damage that's been done. Because it's about time I realize the only thing that matters is that I go forward with my life. And dumping that necklace into the lake was my way of letting go.

I'm deciding not to be selfish. I'm deciding to make the best decisions that I could ever hope for. And this is the only best thing I can do for myself. So I had stared at the horizon and I saw how Christopher just looked at me with his eyes, gazing. I had reached down to his hand and I interlocked our fingers together.

"So, this is us moving forward. We just take it slow." I said, only knowing how Christopher will have to always be here to pick up the pieces for me, but I never picked up his pieces.

We sat over on the bench and saw a few light from the horizon hitting on the reflection of the water. And Christopher sat beside me, his hand still with mine, and I rested my head on his shoulder gently.

"Just take it day by day. I know this'll be so hard for you. But, I will be here for you. But it's probably going to be the hardest. The past few days, weeks and months. But you'll wake one day, and you'll be okay. But I will be here for you, always." He said, and I looked at him, not being able to hold my way of actually losing the idea of how hard it can get than this.

"Christopher, I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you. That night you tried killing yourself. I'm so sorry I was so selfish to let you leave. And I let others pick up the damage of you that I caused." I apologetically said, my voice softer than it has ever been. And he turned to look at me, and that's exactly why I was able to see his face, and he pulled me in by both sides of my face and I looked at him.

"Shh..." he softly purred to me. "It's okay. I have forgiven you for this, Emma. Because you have saved me. Unlike anyone ever has. You've been my saving grace. And your my reason why I lived. And, you saved me by taking a bullet for me. And now look at where we are."

I chuckled and he pressed his forehead to mine, and his breath cooled on my skin and he smelled like mint and his hands were warm. And his words were my muse. And I felt the need to cry one more time. Both of his thumbs wiped off my tears that fell down from beneath my eyes.

"I did it because I love you, Christopher Greyson." I said, smiling lightly.

"And I've done so much for you, because I love you, Emma James." He said.

I had to just do my best to hide my own vulnerability. But I couldn't. I had to know if this was real. So I did the only thing I was best at by lunging at him passionately and I hold onto his arm for almost a second and a half and then I throw myself on him by straddling him and I place both of my hands to the back of his neck, and I begin to pull lightly at the ends of his hair.