Sick in the Head

Forever starts right now

BLAB 7

My mind races, the ache in the back of my head growing with each moment since our blissful revelation. "A suitcase" he says quickly. "How long do we have?" My hands wander the sheets for my clothes and cell phone. The screen read 4:47. "about an hour 15" I say nervously. "Okay, clothes, personal stuff. Get whatever you need for a couple weeks. We're getting out of here." He says calmly. "Where are we going?" I ask. "Where do you wanna go, baby?" The first place that comes to mind is Conway. A place I shed so many tears without him, but also the place that brought us closer. Tested our limits. Oiled the machine inside me that craved him. "We can rent a place up in Conway," I said. "They're bound to have condos or rental property since it's college town. Ill call my boss and tell her I'm going away for a while and that I'm sorry." "I already spoke to my boss before I came," Steven says blushing pink. He must've known before he even got here that this was going to happen. The words crossed my lips before they even crossed my mind. "I love you," I blurted out. His face softened and his lips curled into the most beautiful, sincere smile. "I've loved you every minute since I've known you. " he says back. "From this moment on, you belong to me. Your heart will never break again." We gathered my things quickly and neatly. I stood near the front door, taking a deep breath, saying goodbye to the life I had known so long. Saying goodbye to my home. Saying goodbye to everything. The ache grew until he tenderly grabbed my hand and kissed the top of my head. "Are you ready to go, baby?" He asks me. "Hang on, he deserves to know." I said back. I ran to the kitchen drawer and pulled out a notebook and pen. Tears pricked my eyelids as I wrote. "Dear brandon, i am so truly sorry for how things ended. You were as wonderful as you could be and have been so good to me. It was unfair to commit to you when I knew my heart belonged to him. I'm filled with regret for hurting you. But it's wrong to pretend when one day you will find someone so perfect for you. Someone who will treat you like you are the most important thing on their mind. I hope one day you will understand and forgive me. I wish you well always, Presley." I laid the notebook down on the coffee table, took one last look around, and stepped out of the life I knew. He held my hand as we walked to his truck and opened my door. I sat quietly, smelling the familiar comforting scent of rubber and vanilla . Steven loaded my bags in the back and came around to the drivers side. He turned the key and looked at me and smiled. His left hand crept over to my side and delicately up under my chin, turning my face towards him. He tenderly kissed my lips and let out a soft sigh. "Forever starts right now, baby."