Lonely Raelle

Chapter Seven

Chandler's POV

Is this what it feels like to be away from her? We're in the same bed but it's almost as if we're in separate worlds.

I hate it.

I hate this fear that keeps getting bigger in my mind and my heart. The fear of loosing her. I've fallen in love with her. I don't want to ever loose her.

Wait.

Am I sane?

I can't love her. I can't be with her. I have a job to do. I have to arrest that disgusting, wretched, son of a cockatoo. I need to get myself together and remember why I'm here. My job is to gain her trust, pretend to love her and break her already broken heart all over again.

But I'm not pretending to love her.

SNAP OUT OF IT YOU IMBECILE. Use your brain Chandler, stop acting stupid.

I turn in the bed and face her. Her back, that is. Her breathing was steady, almost like she was sleeping. Then all my senses went out the window. All the advice I was giving myself went straight through the window.

All I wanted at that moment was her in my arms, and I made it happen. I moved towards her back on the bed and enclosed her frame in my arms. I buried my face in the joint of her shoulder and neck and inhaled her scent.

"I love you Raelle" I say very calmly as though not to wake her up.

"I love you too" she whispered and went back to sleep.

I lay there for a while. Just enjoying the scent of her hair. Then my phone buzzed, signifying a new message. I stretched my arm and picked up the phone.

Chief:

I need you by the station tomorrow.

7:00 am sharp.

We got a lead on D'Caprio.....Drug deal Germany.

Oh well. I should just enjoy the rest of the night

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Your POV

You wake from the bright light that shines into the room, as a result of the parted curtains. Blinking a few times, you adjust to the light. You stretch your arm and pick your phone from the table beside you and check the time.

8:30 am

"Oh gosh. What a morning" you say as you sit up and stretch your arms, allowing the last yawn to escape your lips. You turn your gaze to where Chandler was supposed to be lying down.

"Chandler?!, are you in the bathroom?!"

No response.

"Chandl-", you attempt calling before you notice the small white paper on the bedside table across the bed.

Rolling on the bed, you make it to the other side and grab the paper. Opening it, you read.

'Good morning love,
         I hope you enjoyed the remaining part of your night? Anyways I'm sorry for what happened last night between us and I'm also sorry for leaving without your knowledge. I just have some urgent stuff I need to attend to this morning.
         Anyways, I had something to tell you, but I've decided to write it down. Here it goes......Raelle, you've filled my life with so much joy and laughter. The time I spend with you counts as the greatest moment's of my life. I don't know how you did it, but you've changed me. You've changed my perspective about life, and you've made me understand that the greatest feeling in my life is being loved back by the person I love.
         Vida means life. Raelle you've become my Vida, and it hurts to imagine a world without you.