Choices We Cant Make

33: ghosts

Violet POV

"Yes." I say into the phone. I cant believe its Sam. After everything that happened a few months back I never expected to talk to him ever again.

"Violet. I...I know you dont know a lot of stuff about why I left you but...but I love you"

No. Hell. No. This is so not happening. "You love me? Well Im sorry to break your heart but there is no place for you here. I dont love you Sam. I love Blue"

"No hell...Violet come on you need to give us a last chance. We were in love since we were 16 Fuck you know Blue for what- 8months? Come on Violet...I know you love me."

I dont Sam I really do not. Yes, some part of me did always love Sam even after meeting Blue. I mean why wouldn't it? I always imagined Sam to be the person whom I would marry- it would be the both of us till the end. Everybody saw how formbiadle we both were. But...but things changed. Things change.

"Sam no I do not love you anymore."

Silence.

"but....but what about us? what about us-till-the-end? You promised me we both would marry. Come on, it has always been us - Sam and Violet. Fuck why does it have to be any different? I can forget the past...I can forget what you have with Blue. I promise. I promise I promise I promise...." he starts crying.

I can feel the pain in his words... but I can not. I can not succumb to him. I love my Blue. Sam left me heartbroken. I think love does not measure to the time you were together, love measures to its magnitude.

Aunt Arma once told me - if you cant imagine loving your life without that person, know you are in love.

I cant imagine experiencing love without Blue, something I could imagine even after I broke up with Sam.

I guess that answers enough for me.

"Sam" I interrupt his bawling.

"I am engaged"

Silence.

Beep.

Sam cuts the call.

-.-

Pain. My head is aching with the way my morning began. Blue made me some breakfast and he kept asking me about my headache.

"Its just stress...about work" I lie to him. Ugh I hate lying to him.

"Did someone call?" Blue asks. Of course he would ask me this, I picked up the call right beside him- but wasnt he asleep?

"Nothing important" I mutter and rush inside our bedroom to change. Even though I broke the news to Sam, I still am quite shaken up by the entire thing.

"Violet!!" Blue calls for me from the hallway.

"Yes just one second" I answer back. I change quickly to a simple shirt and jeans and open the door for Blue. Blue storms inside and plops his body on the bed.

"So...future-wife, when should we break the news formally?" He asks. I smile at his smug face.

"Whenever you feel right? Ah Blue" I reply and pace up to him. I hug him tightly

"I am having a headache Im gonna go to the med store real quick" I kiss his forehead and pick up the car keys.

"BRING SOME DIET COKE" he yells back as I close the main door of our house.

Man I am such a mother to Blue.

-.-

The medicine store is quite close by . Just a 10 min drive from home. I enter the store and to my much amusement there are a total of 4 people here.

Me and a fancy looking family- with a father and 3 girls.

All the 3 of them are beautiful little angels- with dirt blonde hair. I pick up my pills and stand behind the family - adding up to the queue. The father is equally handsome- well I cant say much about the face, but from the back he seems pretty ripped.

"Daddy daddy can we get some ice-cream?" one of the little girls says with an adorable pout face. She has to throw her neck up in order to look at his father- because boy is he tall. The father looks down and picks up his princess and turns to me.

Blue crystal eyes, thick eyebrows and a perfectly placed scar on his head.

"These girls are so much trouble" he says to me and lets out a cute laugh revealing his dimples.

If I were someone else I would probably squirm at his presence, but there is just something about him. Something familiar about him.

"Mr. Anderson that would be 24 dollars" the cashier says.

Anderson....?

"Roy?" I ask patting his back. He turns back to me and raises his eyebrows. He looks me up and down and slips his head to a side.

"Daddy pay!! I need ice cream!!" The little one nudges. The father pays up instead of answering back.

Maybe he isn't Roy- huh. But he looks astonished. After paying he waits for me to finish my payment. He stands by the rack of condoms pretending to be busy- I guess?

"Hi I am Roy" he extends his hand.

What? Is this some sort of sick game the world is playing? There is no way that this is Roy. My childhood neighbor who shifted houses because of an addict mother! There is no way the universe would play with me like this. Is it really him?

I shake his hands with mine awkwardly.

"I know" I murmur.

"Violet?" he asks almost doubtfully. I nod my head and with that he lets out a breathe he had kept in.

"God all these years! 8-9? I dunno I wasnt expecting to meet you here" he confesses.

"Well."

"Do you wanna go get some ice cream with my lil princesses?" I look at his daughters. God I never expected to see Roy- with 3 kids, after all these years. Sure I thought of him because he was my one true friend, but I never expected to meet him someday.

I had only hoped.