Forever Yours

CHAPTER 2 ~ TEARS

Tears are dropping down my face.

They slowly run over my cheeks to my chin and drop.
drop. drop. Another tear dropping on the ground.

Why am I even sad about what happened?

I should have known.

But I never expected this outcome. I thought that I could trust her. Protect her.

drop. drop.

What is wrong with me? Was it my fault?

I was only eleven. How should I have known, right?

drop. drop.

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-OLIVIA JANE YILMAZ-

Everyone left.
I'm sitting down on my desk with my favorite fluffy, beige blanket wrapped around me.

I am thinking about the dinner earlier.

When we solved the confusion and could finally laugh about me forgetting how the parents of my childhood friend looked like, dinner went very well. But when I tried to change topics and talk about Liam, I was ignored by Madeleine and James.

And I can't really get why.

I mean, why would someone avoid talking about their child? Shouldn't they praise him and talk excessively good about him?

Well, before both of them left an hour ago, James gave me Liam's number to contact him. He suggested that we both should meet up again.

I still need all the pieces for this puzzle.

I mean, it was nice meeting them again, but why meet up after over ten years without having contact? There is definetly something going on.

Should I contact him?

While I think about today's dinner, I hear two people giggling downstairs.

Mom and Dad.

I try to supress a smile. My Mom and Dad have been divorced for almost two years now after they had a huge argument because of some family drama. I mean, it should have been obvious that things could go wrong, especially with the cultural differences. My parents already fought about how I should be named when my Mom found out she was pregnant and I was on my way to be born. And my Mom obviously won. But those fights started to appear more often. I wasn't allowed to come downstairs at those evenings and had to stay in my room.

Eventhough what I heard was already enough.

That's why I enjoy it even more when they can be happy together even after the divorce.

To be honest, things have been pretty messed up since then. As an example, it was hard for my parents to decide where I should stay considering that I am an only child. Or holidays like Christmas, Thanksgiving or my Birthdays.

The little piece of paper with Liam's number on it is laying right infront of me on my desk. You can see the lines where the paper had been folded earlier.

I take a deep breath. Wouldn't it be weird if I texted him after all these years? How would he react? Did he know that his parents came to our house?

I take the piece of paper and open the app on my phone and type in the number. I'm so nervous I might as well explode any second.

It will be fine relax. Just leave a nice message.

I mean I kind of had to text him, right? His parents came over and gave me his number. Eventhough it was pretty awkward and strange. Okay, scew it. I will just write a short, simple text.

Hey, Liam! What's up?

Gosh, no. That's so weird. I delete the message. Hmm, maybe something like this?

Hi Liam, your Dad gave me your number to contact you :)

Even worse. Why is it so hard to write one simple message. I take a moment to think about what I should write.

Hi Liam, it's me, Olivia. From kindergarten. Do you remember? We used to play all the time. I just thought that it would be nice if I contacted you again and wanted to know how life's going for you recently.

Okay, that should be fine, right? Or is it? God, what if-

Message sent.

Well-
Okay, this went different than expected. I throw my phone onto my bed and let out a deep sigh. I try to calm down myself.

Calm down. Everything will be okay.

Well, it's too late now.
I'm already panicking. What will he say? Will he even text back? What if he thinks I'm weird for texting after all these years?

Ping.

Wait, no, it can't be, right?

Oh, just a Snapchat notification. I open Snap when suddenly-

Ping.

Liam texted back.

I waited a few seconds hoping that he would go offline and open the app.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey? HEY? What in the magical cucumber is going on? Hey? We haven't met in over ten years and he replies with Hey?

Guess this is just how guys text these days.

I write a short and nice text back, eventhough it's out of context because of his reply and decide to call it a day because I really need to catch up on some good sleep after nights of reading and trying to convince myself that I will only read one more chapter.

As I lay on my bed after I took a quick shower and did my skincare I think about Liam's reply. I really wonder why he wasn't as suprised as I expected. Or maybe reacted more.. happy or anticipated.

Suddenly someone knocks on my door. „Liv?" I recognize my fathers words instantly. I freeze. Why did he come upstairs?

„Come in."

The door opens and my dad enters my room with a box in his hands.

The gift box from Steven and Madeleine.

„I just wanted to drop this off before I leave. Figured you'd want to know what's inside." I force a smile. „Thank you." He put the box on my desk and leaves my room without another word. As expected. I stare at the box for too long. After hesitating I get up from my bed towards my desk.

The golden bow shimmers beautifully and makes the box look even more stunning. Anyway, I take off the bow and rip off the wrapping paper revealing a light brown box. My dad was right. I really want to know what's inside. I open the box with slightly shaking fingers.

All air must have left my lungs.

No, it can't be.

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A/N:

Thank you for reading chapter two of my book Forever Yours!

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