The Words From My Lips

Chapter 3

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The last few days have been different. Instead of my brain being filled with the words, "She's a monster!" they'd been filled with, "He loves me." Instead of carrying this giant burden, it felt like I was carrying a cloud. It was awful for me to be this vulnerable, but I couldn't help it. He left me vulnerable. Every day he treated me like a real person. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful person in the world. My skin had begun to gain more color. Everytime Garrett touched my face, or gave me a smile, my cheeks flushed pink. His hair was brown and fluffy. Streaks of blonde hair ran through the curls. His eyes were the most gorgeous thing in the world. Every time he smiled it felt like a warm hug. And his lips. His lips were so close, too close, but never close enough.

"Raven, I think it's about time you start walking." Garrett said, as I was reading a book. I nodded and set my book down.

"You...you don't talk much." He said, a small smile on his face. "I want to hear your voice."

"I'm not a huge fan of talking..." I whispered, loud enough so he could hear. His face lit up, his cheeks tinted pink.

"Your voice...it's as beautiful as your eyes." He said, smiling at me. He sat down next to me and his lips grazed over my ear.

"You don't give yourself enough credit..." He mumbled into my ear, making me blush.

"I..." I struggled to find the right words. He makes me so nervous.

"I can go make us some soup." He said, and stood up. He walked to the kitchen and started to make tomato soup. The savory wafts of soup danced into the living room. But all I could think of was how close he was. He'd been right there. I couldn't help but think what if this is a trap? My mind was racing with questions of does he love me? Does he hate me? Garrett sat down right next to me and handed me a bowl of soup. My heart swelled with a thousand different emotions. I didn't know what to think anymore. We ate our soup in silence, listening to the crickets chirp. Garrett took our bowls once we were finished. He went to a blue record player on the mantle of a fireplace and started a record. I heard an entire orchestra inside the small house. He extended his hand to me.

"Dance with me..." He said, smiling. I slowly took his hand and stood up, falling into him. He chuckled, catching me with ease.

"Easy now...follow my lead." He told me, as I found my balance.

Left, right left, forward and back

I watched his feet as they told a story, forcing mine to do the same. He would occasionally spin me around and I would giggle as if my world wasn't filled with cracks. He spun me around and leaned me down, staring at me intently. Without warning, he gently pressed his lips onto mine. I gasped and stumbled backwards.

"Raven! I...I'm sorry..." He mumbled, looking down. My cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. I slowly walked toward him, and hugged him.

"No...I'm sorry..."