chapter 58 ~lifetime

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 one year later

" i said i want all of it to end, stay out of it" i demand

"I'm doing this for us, so we would have life with no fear" i sigh

"but getting rid of him is enough" i tell Everett, turned out Everette and others didn't put past behind them, they been searching for a man whom is responsible for what they did to me, he got rid of a man who was in with, who turned out to be his father

Everett's father, he killed him but that wasn't enough, try are looking for a man, they address him as G

"it's not baby, you may not be in fear that they will take you away, which is good, this means you feel save and that's all i want, but i am scared, i fear that one day i will wake up and not see you next to me, I'm scared of losing you so please let me do this for us" he begs

"but you don't think i am scared" i question "scared that one day you won't come back after looking for him, that you won't come back to me, you think I'm not scared?" i ask him

"are you really?" i sigh, i don't think he realizes how much i love him, how protective i am of him

"you still don't get it do you" i shook my head, i get him, i understand him why he doesn't understands that i actually love him

we have talked about this before, one nigh when we were in our bed he asked me i i really loved him, i laughed a little, and he said he can't believe that he can be loved. we cuddled and i explained to him my feelings, feelings how my heart throbs when i see him, that each time i stare at him when he does something i look at him as if I'm a teenager having a crush

"Everett i love you so much that even though i have rejected my past of violence, if i had to i would kill anyone who dares to touch you in a wrong way"

we stay in silence for a little "I'm sorry, i should have told you, forgive me" he begs as he gets on his need and hugs my waist, i rub my hand on his head and his blonde hair

"it's okay love" we stay like that for a little after that he decided to go to guys to tell them that he won't be taking any part in this anymore.

Everett's P.O.V

"like hell we'll stop this" i hear Diego say

"I'm not saying that you guys should stop, I'm saying i am stopping" i tell them

"why" i hear Nate ask, he's also been helping us a lot past year. he was pissed at me for not telling him what happened to Cordelia and that i have feeling for her but i think we're past that

"Cordelia found out"

"how" concerned Connor  asks

"she asked me and i told her" i wasn't about to fucking lie to her, i would never to that to her, knowing how much she hates it, damn that who doesn't

"it's okay, we're as close as ever catching his ass, we'll tall you if we have him" Dylan says and i nod

"thank you guys" i thank them, they shook their head, i know they don't need my 'tank you' but i really appreciate what they are doing for her

i walk out of the building and as i was about to go to my  car i hear Nate calling out my name, i look behind and see him coming to me

"something wrong" i ask and he shook his head 'no'

"you got it?" he asks and i immediately know what he's talking about, so i nod

"show it to me" he demands, i go in my car and take a small box, i give it to him and he opens it

"why gold" he asks about the ring "she likes silver, you could have bought white gold" 

"she hates silver"

"since when" he looks surprised

"since what happened to her" he doesn't say anything, we had this conversation before, i asked her what color jewelry she liked, she said she used to like silver but back when she was tortured she would be wrapped in silver ropes and it reminds her of it, so ow when she has something silver on her she feels like she's being tied up and she feels like she's back there

i actually got her two rings, one with four carats and one with two, she once told me that if she would ever be engaged she would fear that she'll lose ring, so she can wear two carats daily with no fear of losing it.

before heading to home i stopped at a flower shop and bought her a  bouquet, each time i go out of the house, she gets fresh set of flowers, i personally pick out flowers, each time is something different, and her reaction is always amazing, each time

i drive and go inside of the house "I'm home" i say as usual

"you were quick" and when she sees the flowers, she smiles and that's what i like to see, that's what I'm after each time i gift her the flowers

i have tried to gift her other things as, such as jewelry, clothes that i thought she would like, Designer Handbags, perfumes, but she always complains of spending too much money, she's always grateful but she never had the smile that she has receiving those flowers

"what did you make" i ask her, recently she started to try make new things, she mostly bakes

"i made cupcakes, i need to work on looks more but they taste good" she assures me, i go and take bite out of one, she looks at me waiting for an answer

"it's delicious" i tell her

"as good as turkey i made?" she reminds me and i choke on my cupcake

"honey pickle juice isn't the best thing to add on turkey" few month ago on thanksgiving we decided to celebrate it in our house, with friends and Cordelia's family, she decided to make turkey and she thought since she likes pickles why not to marinate turkey in its juice

we all ate it, all of it, every bit of it with a damn smile on our faces, but our lie didn't last long because when she took a bite she immediately spit it out.

"I'll make dinner, what are you feeling today" i ask her and she starts to think

"seafood pasta" i nod and continue to cook

i put on a black apron, Cordelia sits on the chair and looks at me the whole time i make the food, i look at her from time to time, my eyes shift from eyes to lips, from lips to chin, from chin to hands and imagine the ring on her finger but not yet, i know she's not ready just yet.

I'm willing to wait a lifetime for her and i will.

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