I break the silence by slamming my fist into the wall behind her again.. "God damn it Yvette..!! Why?!" It sounded like I spoke with a combination of anger, confusion, but understanding and concern. "Why wouldn't you tell me this?! I know I was fragile, but I could've fucking helped you..-! Instead of you taking it out on me..-!" It now sounded like I spoke with only understanding, and concern.
"I-I-" Yvette stutters, blush forming on her face. "You what..?! Spit it out!" I say quickly, wanting to help her, despising the fact that she bullied me because of her problems. "I-I'm sorry for bullying you!" Yvette lunges forward, hugging my giant self. "..You're.. sorry..? I-" He looks down to her hugging him around his stomach. "Yvette what are-" I get interrupted by her.. "Please forgive me Will.. I'm really really REALLY sorry..!!" I was left with mixed feelings for a good while after this. "I-I.. I've loved you since the day we met Will..! I just never knew how to express or tell you it..!"
I'm left speechless by this. Oh no.. I said that out loud didn't I..? Yvette thought this. "I- you.. you.. what? You LOVE me?! And since the moment we met?!?!" I asked, not knowing what to think of her confession. "I-" Yvette accepts it, and admits it. "Yes Will, I love you..! Very deeply.." Yvette says as I gently place my hand on her cheek, and wrap my fingers around the back of her neck. "I appreciate the confession Yvette, but.. Why now? Why when I'm financially struggling?" I ask.. "Wait..- Wait..! I don't have to be..!" I say with joy in my voice, Yvette raising an eyebrow.
"What do you mean Will..?" Yvette acts oblivious. "You know..! Right..?! Your parent and my mom arranged this whole thing. They had to have! Unless.. You reached out to my mom..?" I question myself, and Yvette. Yvette has a slight smile on her face. "Bingo Will!" Yvette says, contently. "You arranged this to confess to me..?" I said this as I blink, my mixed feelings coming back.. "Well.. how about.. we.. go around the city and explore, or.. we can.. go up to the guest room.. or mine..?" I ask her, contently.
