Always Mine {Book 3}| Completed

Part II: Chapter Nineteen

The doorbell rings and Lara Jean answers the door with quite some excitement. I actually didn't expect Lara Jean to be the one to answer. And of course, immediately Ty was marching right over and the second he saw both of our faces, it had made Ty looked like he could punch me for what seemed like the millionth time of pure hate.

I knew Lara Jean wanted us to step down from the hate. She was done with us in these extricating long three months of us hating each other and lack communication and our arguments going back and forth with her giving us messages between one another. This whole dinner was set up to make us get over our issues and differences. Lara Jean's face had literally said everything on it that she was exhausted and tired from our fight turning into something dominant and degrading. Lara Jean was about ready to throw the towel in, I'm sure. But she was now doing her best to pin us together and work everything out.

  Lara Jean had invited Lindsey and me inside. The house inside is not what I would ever picture Ty living in. There's too much old fashioned designing. And it's too aesthetic for him, in my opinion. And I have Ty literally glaring at me from across the way. Lara Jean had invited Lindsey into the kitchen with her and then she forced Ty and me to go into the sunroom to work whatever it is out between us.

    I had to do the greater things by just doing whatever Lara Jean says. And so Ty and I had walked right into the sunroom and once we walked in, the door slammed and I heard it lock behind us. Ty and me both freaked out, but I knew it was Lara Jean making sure we didn't get out until we could apologize and get over this horrible mess we did to each other.

   But now we had no choice. We might as well pretend to apologize to get out. But I literally would do anything to get out of here. And I really didn't care much because now we're literally stuck in here and I'm trapped with Ty who hates me and I might just punch him.

"Lara Jean this isn't funny!" I yelled, and I banged on the door and I tried turning the doorknob, but it was just locked it was a tight locked door that the door or the doorknob wouldn't even move.

"You both need to stay in there until you can make up with each other." Lara Jean called over from the other side of the door.

I had heard her walk away and I leaned my back against the door and Ty was just standing ten feet away, his arms crossed actually looking fed up with my presence already. And I somehow knew Lara Jean would do this to us. But she did it very sneakily. And I'm just in this room, being locked in, and taking it.

I actually have to process the idea that I'm not going anywhere until Ty and me make up. And the funny thing is... this all comes down to Emma. Even when Emma isn't around it's like I'm cursed because we once loved each other. We loved each other so much, which I have no recollection of. And yes, Ty told me three months ago about what Emma and I were. But I didn't care, just like I don't care now. I mean, how can I convince Lindsey that I'm in it for her, if Emma's name is constantly being shoved at me like a wind storm.

I'm positive that Ty isn't easy to accept apologies so easily. So it might take some convincing.

  "So," I looked over at Ty who was way across the beautiful sunroom that I assumed was his masters of design. "You wanna talk to me now?"

  Ty scoffed, and he looked like he was ready to storm out a window if he could. And I saw his face worked with disappointment and worked with resentment and frustration and also anger. If he wanted revenge, I say I probably deserved it.

"You really think I wanna stay locked in a room with you?" Ty gave me the most dumbfounded look on his face, and it was clearly the most obvious of how angry he was at me, in spite that I have amnesia.