Queenpin Of Wales

Chapter 5

A/N: This chapter is going to be a tad short. Kinda just filler. But it's short and sweet and gets the story across. Enjoy😊

I got a day off. I was supposed to have yesterday off but a nightshift girl called in. I got to finally sleep in. I went to bed late which meant I slept in late. My sheets were cool against the parts of my skin that were bare. I had to close my vents in the middle of the night, I can't go to sleep when it's warm. I have to be cold, or somewhat cold.

My bed was under two big windows facing the neighbours. It was pushed into the corner of my room. I had a wooden nightstand that held my alarm clock, a candle and my phone charger. On the other side of my room was my fairly large bookshelf. My eyelids fluttered drifting back into sleep. The last time I saw my alarm clock it was 7 am. I don't remember turning on my string lights, or I could've left them on from last night. I'm very forgetful that way. It's the main reason I'm not allowed to burn candles at night.

My dreams were all over the place. Some are over random things that when I wake up I can't remember a single thing and some are nightmares, things that make me uneasy. Like everything in a dream is fine but deep down something bad is going to happen and once I come to realize what's happening I wake myself up. This wasn't that. My dreams consisted of Catherine. Dreams just of me following her somewhere. All I see is her back facing me and her hair swaying. Others, it's just her, watching staring at me. Like that night on the yacht. The way she adored listening to me talk.

A blur is all I saw when my eyes opened again. This time the clock said 10 am. I sat myself up cracking open my curtains. Another downpour. It started to snow lightly yesterday but it turned into rain in the evening. It made everything slush and ice. To the point the slush just floated away downstream. The weather made me not want to leave the house, frankly, I didn't want to leave my room. My bed was getting too warm for my liking, I was wearing my favourite pyjama set too. Pink tank top and matching cotton panties. They had cute little flowers all over with white trim. I sat up unsticking myself from the fitted sheet. My fuzzy red slippers awaited me at the bottom of my bed. I still had laundry in my luggage to do. I wanted to rearrange my bookshelf as well. The only thing on my mind was to read Catherine's letters. I couldn't read them when I got home from work two days ago, I was too distracted trying to explain to my mom how I got the huge bouquet. Then yesterday my day was messed up by getting called in. The letters were on the back burner. They sat on my desk on top of the envelope of cash she gave me. I was complaining about creating a saving account to put it in or maybe converting it to give to my parents. It would come out to 6k but it would help them anyway. I was still their kid after all.

I untied the twine that held the letters together. Some were tiny, and the rest was normal size. The small ones were taped with heart stickers.

"Your beauty is immeasurable.♡" I felt little butterflies fly around the bottom of my stomach. I turned my body around placing the first letter on my bed.

"Sweet Myla. It may sound corny, but being without you felt like an eternity.♡" Every little letter made my body feel warm. I got past the small notes getting to the actual letters.

"Dear annwyl, I have such strong feelings for you. So much that you are always in my thoughts, no matter what I am doing. I always think about the beautiful memories we have created together in Miami, and I want to make many more lovely moments. You are the best thing that has happened to me, and I thank you for all the love you have brought into my life. I'm so happy I met you. As I lay here in bed; thinking of you. I want you to know you deserve everything imaginable in this life. I wish you were here, laying next to me. Me touching you. Tenderly and lovingly. You are asleep beside me. I really want to see you again." I continued reading her letters. Some letters had mistakes scribbled in. I flipped the back reading an email on the back. It was redacted, but it was written in pen. It had a heart circled it saying 'email me!' It's Catherine! I scattered the letters all over my bed looking for anything else like a phone number. Something. I jumped my chair on my desk pulling out my laptop. I sat in the worst positions. I had my knees against my desk and my laptop on my knees. I opened my email figuring out what to say to Catherine.

From Myla:

Hello Miss Cat. You didn't give me your phone number so is this how I'm getting ahold of you? Thank you for the flowers and the letters. They were beautiful. You didn't have to send me so many flowers! You made my boss blush! Lol. <3

I didn't think I would get a response so quickly. I noticed the little green notification pop up on her user name. If she was in Miami the time difference would be 2 hours. To my surprise, she messaged back without any hesitation.

From Catherine:

You like calling me Cat huh? You're very welcome Miss Blue eyes. And what I said is true. You deserve everything. I really need to see you annwyl. I'm heading to New York in a week. Do you think you can take some time off work to come with me? I'd love to see you in person again. Please. :) <3

What?! She's going to New York?! And she wants me? I'd love to go with her, but I don't know if my boss would let me. Maybe I don't need to put away my clean clothes in my luggage after all.

From Myla:

I'll try and ask my boss. I'll give you an answer when I talk to her. I really want to see you too Cat <3

I reached over to my phone texting my boss. I knew I had work tomorrow but might as well ask her.

From Catherine:

Please do. I'm on pins and needles! Caru ti annwyl.<3

(Attachment Sent)

She sent a photo. I was hesitant to open it. I was more excited than nervous just for the fact I didn't know what she sent. Could it be a picture of her? Could it be a picture of her nu-...Nope! Stop thinking of that! This is exactly why I should be nervous! My mind ran into some uncharted waters. I had to do it! I needed to see what she sent me. I clicked on the attachment watching it pop up on my screen. As soon as I clicked I closed my eyes bracing myself. I took a peak seeing a beautiful clean-faced Catherine in a black rope. She was still in Miami. I could see it with the background surrounding her. God, she's gorgeous. Makeup or not she can have it all. She's everything I look for in a woman. Intelligent, beautiful, funny, always knows what she wants, and even better. A sexy accent is a cherry on top. God am I the luckiest woman. Maybe I should I start on that laundry now.