Destined to be?

Chapter 19

Eli

It was two in the morning but I couldn't have cared less.
I had just jumped into my truck and gone.
Making sure to keep my speeding under control, not wanting any unwanted stops along the way.
Now here I am idling with my headlights off in the exact spot you had texted me to meet.
My heart was still hammering in my chest.
I had to read the message several times before I even allowed myself to believe that it had come from you, that it was even real and not just a dream.
'We need to talk. Meet me in the spot where it all began.'
I knew the exact spot you had been thinking of, the spot I had told you about after I had carried your unconscious body to my truck.
Of course you couldn't very well put that in a message so I understood the cryptic message.
Wondering what the reason was for you to be contacting me in the middle of the night.
Has something happened?
Were you okay?
Had you finally broken it off with that paint boy you were with?
Nerves and hope mixed together in my gut creating a not very welcoming feeling as my adrenaline shot higher.
I had sent you a text that I was here the second I pulled into the alley and now I was just patiently waiting for you to come out.
Have you changed your mind?
Maybe fell asleep?
It has been eight minutes and there was still no sign of you.
Were you having trouble getting out of the house?
Could your parents have caught you trying to sneak out?
Checking my phone again just to make sure i haven't missed any new messages. As my fingers hovered over the keys wanting so badly to shoot out another text.
What would I say?
I didn't want to sound impatient, pushing you to move faster and then raising the possibility of you getting caught. I could just say 'r u ok' but then what if you had forgotten to silence your phone and the sound wakes your parents up.
No.
I just had to sit here and wait.
Patiently.
Even though every fiber in my body wanted to run into your house and find you myself.
I wasn't even sure what you wanted to talk about but considering the time it most likely wasn't something good.
Or what if it was.
What if you called me out here because you wanted to see me and nothing else.
Either way this meetup is going to give me a chance to be near you again.
Even if it was only for a minute.
That is as long as you actually came down.
Were you worried that I would take you again?
The thought crossed my mind but I wouldn't.
Not unless you wanted me to, that is.
Then again. You only had a couple more months of school left. I think that I would rather you stay and finish out the year and have that experience then take it away.
If you left now you wouldnt be able to graduate and you deserved to walk across that stage.
What you wanted after graduation.
That was fully your choice.
I wouldn't say no if that choice was to come back home with me.
Hell I will be the one putting you in my truck if that would be the case.
Thinking about throwing you over my shoulder and carrying you out of your house then doing the same when I carried you back into ours.
Where you belonged.
The place I so desperately wanted you to be.
Where I hoped that you would come back to again by your choice.
This right here, this was a start.
You texting me.
Though I would have only allowed you to ignore me for so long.
After you graduated I would have found you.
Would have waited for you everyday until you went back to that frozen yogurt shop.
Just so I could talk to you again.
Maybe you could ignore our connection when we were apart but there was no way you could hide how affected you were by me when we were together.
You could try to fight the feelings that came up to the surface, lie to yourself that they weren't there.
But we both knew they were.
We both knew they scared you.
That's one reason why I never wanted to push too hard. I never wanted you to feel as if I was forcing you to think of me in any way.
Then again maybe in a way I had done just that.
After all, I did take you away and lock you in a room.
If you hated me then you never would have written that goodbye letter, you wouldn't be texting me now. You would have told me to get the hell away from you when I walked into the shop.
I was fully aware that that might be the case when I walked up to you.
Yet you hadn't.
You let me sit down across from you, let me touch you. Closing my eyes as I remembered how you leaned into my touch. How your eyes closed just a little as if my touch alone brought you bliss.
Relaxing my shoulders as I let that memory take me over.
There was no doubt in my mind that I would give you whatever you wanted.
You are mine and I am yours.
Right now all I wanted was for you to get here so that I could be sure that you were okay.
Though I wouldn't be fully sure until you tell me why you wanted me to meet you in the middle of the night in the first place.
I would go nights without sleep just to make sure that there was nothing bothering you but what bothered me right now was that this had to be something big for you not to want to wait until daytime.