Beyond Boundaries

Chapter Three

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This chapter is dedicated to my ex Alex. Thank you for supporting, being proud of me and for checking out this book even though you don't do romance (shocker). You might actually find true love afterall. Or not. Hopefully not.

~LEILANI~

"Yeah, we've arrived" I reply my mom on the phone, my other hand slowly spanning across the bed "Claire? She's downstairs with the others... and so is Jeremiah" I answer her questions, already feeling slightly homesick.

"Sure, I'll tell her to call" I go on replying her questions, conscious of my heartbeat which was gradually returning to normal "Ok bye, tell Dad I said hi" I finally hang up, releasing a frustrated sigh.

The encounter I had with Christian had left me so flustered that I needed someone to talk to and who better than my mum?

Did I ever expect to see him? Of course I did. There was no way I'd be in contact with my cousins and I'd never bump into him. That was one consequence of dating someone part of family. But did I expect to see him today? No. So you can only imagine the drop my heart did when I saw him.

He had changed so much and yet still somehow looked the same. His curly hair was now in a taper fade but he kept the curls. He had become taller too, so tall that I'd have to pull back slightly to look at him properly, Adams apple and all. Another development I noticed. Along with the prominent jaw which wasn't really there before. His eyes were still the finest shade of blue I had ever seen except instead of staring at me like I was a natural wonder he couldn't get enough of, like he used to, he looked at me like I was some pesky rodent he couldn't wait to get rid of.

I had tried hard to mask the hurt I felt and the only thing I could come up with was "You got taller" I roll on the bed, groaning as the embarrassment from earlier washed over me again and I couldn't help but think of how different our first meeting was compared to this one.

We were getting ready for a family friend's wedding reception that day and I was running up and about searching for the perfect fit to wear. I finally did and was rushing to go show my aunt for her approval and I zipped along the corridor, whipping my braids against someone as a result.

My feet immediately screeched to a halt and I turned around to apologize profusely but I was instantly tongue-tied when I saw who it was.

"I'm... I'm sorry... sorry" I had stuttered, a part of me was surprised because I never did stutter, more or less because of a guy.

He had kept an expressionless face "It's fine" He had replied, as a small smile formed on his face "Just be careful next time, ok?"

I remember nodding awkwardly as he left, my feet remaining rooted to the ground as I wondered what the hell had just happened "Oh my God, who was that?" I had asked when I saw Chloe approach.

She followed my gaze" Oh, that's just my cousin Chris" She said dismissively " Are you all set? We're about to leave"

I barely nodded, my mind still fully occupied by the handsome guy I had bumped into. From then onwards, I looked forward to seeing him everywhere and the mere mention of his name had me straining my neck to steal a glance at him.

Christian was the first guy I had ever felt that strongly for. The thought of liking any guy had always disgusted me till I met him and if my palpitating heart was anything to go by, I think I still liked him. A lot. And sincerely, I doubt I ever stopped.

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"Has any one of you seen Chris?" I look up at the sound of a familiar voice and realize it's Elvis, Christian's elder brother.

Elvis was the total opposite of his brother. While Christian was a free impulsive spirit, Elvis was a reserved kind of guy. The type who wouldn't answer a question till it was directed at him and the type who would think twice before making any move. Last I heard, he was in law school and judging from how he carried himself and how he spoke, I'd bet he was very successful at it.

My sister once had a crush on him the first time we were here and I really didn't blame her because he had checked all the boxes her teenage self had. He was smart, dark skinned, taller than her and he had this friendly smile that made you feel welcome around him. Plus he was a food lover and my sister was sold faster than a Da Vinci painting.

Maybe there was just something about the brothers that drew us both in. Leave it to us to fall for boys who couldn't care less about our existence.

"Why? What happened?" Mason asks, twirling the last of his spaghetti with his fork.

We were all having dinner together, Chloe and Hailey on either sides of Mason, Evan, my oldest cousin and Chloe's elder brother sat beside his immediate younger sister, Marsai who was older than Chloe and Mason by two years. Claire had decided to skip dinner and Jeremiah was knocked out cold from the long drive hence leaving me alone to play catch up with our cousins.

"Nothing really" Elvis lets out a frustrated sigh "It's just... He sent this stupid text and..." He trails off as the very object of his worry walks in without a care in the world.

My eyes trail after him silently begging he'd turn and spare me a glance. He doesn't but rather turns towards his brother who looked very much like he wanted to strangle him.

"Where have you been?" Elvis asks and he merely shrugs " Why? I said not to look for me" Chris replies, ignoring his brother's glare as he plated his food.

"Mum was worried so I had to" Elvis states walking over to him "And don't you ever send me a text like that again" He warns, shoving a finger against his chest before walking off in anger.

Christian sighs, looking like he wants to say something but decides against it and goes after his brother "You're not eating here?" Chloe's voice rings out stopping him in his tracks.

"Nah, I'll just eat in my room" He raises his plate slightly to her before walking out.

I feel my chest hurt even more and I almost laugh at how ironic it is. Imagine hurting because the boy you broke up with didn't want you anymore. Now that was something to laugh at.

Chloe looks over at me and I quickly look away, picking my plate as I stood up. I throw the rest of my dinner away, my appetite long buried under the tons of emotion I was currently feeling and murmur a "thank you for dinner" to no one in particular before leaving.

I have to keep reminding myself that this is what I wanted. I'd wanted the breakup and an end to our then relationship because it was the best thing for the both of us. But if this was what I wanted, why did it hurt this much?

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Also, I lied. My ex was a total loverboy.

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