Heather Oakley Beltran an innocent Christian girl, the most purest and Holden Parker a quiet and serious boy who's completely lost and hurt by his past.
How can two such different souls learn to love one another?
Sometimes all God does is let two c...
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There was no turning back now. The words were out.
Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief at my question. Just the look on her face made me go over in my head of what I had just asked. If she refused me now it would hurt like hell, honestly. But if she accepted I would make a willing promise to God that I will take care of her till the end of my days. I was no Christian like her and haven't even spoke to God recently for that matter but it didn't hurt to do it again now and make that promise. I didn't know how she did it but for these past days I've been so mesmerized by her.
She carried so much pureness and loving solitude with her that simply made me want to dwell into it and that is why, here I was like a fool, asking her a question I never thought I would be asking a woman. I was shocked at myself on how quick these feelings came about. In a span of a few weeks they had surfaced.
I only wished my mom would be here to advice me on how to do this and more importantly how to treat her. I wasn't lying when I told her I was no good for her. I might've seemed like the genuine guy or a nice guy, even, but if she knew how broken and messed up I was from the inside then she would realize. It would've been best for me to just stray away from her and not speak to her again, but God was that so difficult to do when she was too kind and so hard to resist.
The night by the pier was when I'd realized the feelings that were surfacing. The talk about my mom had sparked some deeper emotions especially when I never openly discussed about her with anyone. She was always a tough subject to speak about especially with my dad or anyone for that matter. I was tired of keeping her spirit dead so just speaking about her that night just made me remember how great of a mother she really was. How open she was to having more community and to dig deeper within her faith. She was just starting on her faith, we were beginning on our faith, and that's what hurt the most about her being gone. She didn't even get to fully grasp it. I always wondered if she ever got to experience any of that in another life, not here on earth but maybe in another universe. That is why Heather's words in the pier made me a little more reassured that maybe just maybe she was experiencing that in heaven.
That only made me like her all the more.
Heather remained still as I kept my gaze on her enticing brown eyes. She looked like she had no words, not one word to speak, and I didn't know if it was a terrible thing or a good thing. She was usually easy to read but right now it was getting hard to.
I was about to tell her she didn't need to give me an answer now, but her mouth gaped open, getting ready to speak. "I...yours?" she stuttered within her words and the sight of it made me want to smile. She did always get lost in a trance of embarrassment.
"Yes, Oakley." I lowered the palm of my hand from her cheek instinctively and right away her hand came up to keep it in place. "You know I'm getting old here." I teased, watching as her mouth stretched into a big grin.
She laughed. "Sorry. I just- are you asking me to be your girlfriend?" she questioned immediately after, looking a little more pulled together. She looked genuinely curious to know but I knew she knew what my question had meant, she was seemingly stalling. It made me question whether she's dated anyone before. My guess would be no considering how her parents were with her. Mainly her father.
