Aperture

Chapter 10

It has been six weeks of two calls a day to one call a day if I am lucky. I booked my plane ticket and messaged Bridge letting him know and then he said they double booked a gig. So now he is going to try to stay with me in the hotel but isn't sure if he will be able to. It all was so annoying to me. Yet I still booked it. I decided even if I can't be alone with him I'll still be able to see him. So I packed up all the clothes I would need. It's still warm for them when it's getting cooler here. So I packed a bathing suit.

The airport was so busy and overwhelming but I did okay. I flew to JFK then to South Carolina. I play my song Bridge wrote for me on a loop in my ears. I just want to make an effort to get back to normal with him. He has been so distant and busy. I also don't want to be the boring girlfriend that just wants to be with him. I can't even tell these days if he really even misses me. A few words on the phone is not a relationship.

I get off the plane and make my way to baggage. I planned on doing three days with him. Which is more like two somewhat full days being there. Heading for the doors I feel the fear creep up. I feel the pain in my chest build. Is he even going to be there? He promised so long ago. Maybe he forgot. Maybe he would just send someone so he can do band stuff. I get to the doors and I see him nowhere. I look around quicker trying to figure out where he is. I then search for anyone I might know. Coming up empty. He forgot me. I feel the nervousness get worse in my shoulders. So I get out of the way and sit down on the side. I grab my phone and look to see if there is a message. He forgot me. He knew I was going to be here. I gave him the time and place for everything.

" Hi my love." I hear a deep voice from beside me. I look up quickly and see Bridge with yellow flowers and a huge smile. I jump into his arms so fast I don't even think. He spins me around holding me. I start crying from being happy I was wrong. He didn't forget me. He was just late.

" I thought you forgot me." I say into his ear.

" Never." he says putting me down " Just got stuck in traffic over there and in town. I was so excited to see you that I forgot my phone."

" I love you." I say pulling him in for a kiss. He picks me back up and I wrap my legs around him.

" I love you too love." he says " Let's get to the car though John got us a slot to record today so you get to see us be the smallest bit important." He sets me down and grabs my bags.

We walk to the car and put everything in. I see his guitar in the back and clothes in the back set. I climb in and look at him. He starts it up and puts it in gear. I can't take my eyes off him. His beard is longer. He has more muscles. Which I didn't think he could do. His face looks tired though. I see the bags under his eyes and I grab his arms and pull it to my lap and I lay my head on his shoulder. He grips my thigh like he used to and kisses my head. I look around on the drive and there are signs of the band's concert opening tonight. Just seeing them on a billboard makes me smile.

" You get the meet the new people and our manager." he says

"John?" I ask

" Yes he is great, he's trying to make our band bigger. So we did photos and recordings. He even did shirts and merchandise that we sell at the shows." He speaks quicker now I feel. " I think it's crazy and makes my life hectic but it seems to be working. He said he is hoping to have us on our own tour by next year."

" Wow, that is amazing." I tell him thinking about just how hard the last few weeks have been. When we get to the studio I take my sweater off.

" Love, I would like to put my dress on because it is a lot warmer here. Plus I feel gross." i tell him

" Go for it my love. I'll watch you from here." he says with a smirk. Putting his head on the rest.

I take my shirt off and grab my dress from my bag. I look at him staring at me in my white lace bra. I put my white linen dress on and pull my jeans off my legs. I look at him again. I see the want in his eyes and it makes my heart feel better. I put my clothes I took off in a pile on the back seat with all the clothes thrown around and grabbed my jean jacket.