Love Is Happiness (sequel to Love Does Exist)

Chapter 10 Regrets

I come back to laying on the couch. My eyes wouldn't open. Riker is over top of me from what I can tell. Is he slapping me in the face? "He left his phone in his room?" I hear someone yell in my direction, almost sure it's Rocky. Riker is still yelling at me. "I'm going to go see if I can find him." I hear Rocky speak again.

Riker keeps shouting my name. I couldn't speak, or even open my mouth. My eyes finally start to flutter open. "Heather!" He says relieved. "Guys, she's waking up!" I hear foot steps running at me. Finally my eyes open. I see Riker and Rydel next to me kneeled on the floor. El is above me behind the couch, Ryland at the arm leaning over me.

"What happened?" I speak groggily.

"That's what I want to know." Riker, still yelling. I flench at the volume of his voice and turn my head slightly. Speaks softer this time. "All I know is Ross comes out, running out the door at the speed of light, when I asked you what happened, you pass out. I caught you, and brought you here. For two minutes we have been trying to wake you up."

I start to cry as he tells his story. Concern shows more in every face above me. I try to sit up, but failed. Riker and tell take my hand closest to them and pulls me up. I lean against the back of the couch. Rydel and Riker take seats seats on either side of me, and El moves to sit in front or Rydel, putting his arm her lap. Ryland squats to the ground, not moving from his spot. I confess, "I think I scared him away."

When my tears start to poor again, Riker puts his arm around me in a hug, Rydel starts rubbing up and down my leg. Nobody is telling me I'm wrong, and that makes me start to cry more. It's silent for a few minutes. When the door swings open, everyone turns to look. I saw it was only Rocky, and my head falls into my hands. Riker softly starts to rub my back.

I didn't want this attention. I get up, nobody stopping me. "I need a minute." I go out the back doors leading to the garage. Going straight toward my guitar, I start to play. Starting with a harder tune, taking out my anger in myself. I thought I told him what he was thinking? Did I read him wrong? Than I slowly get softer with my mood. While I randomly strum, not playing anything in particular, I replay it in my head.

Even looking back, every sign lead to where the conversation ended. I was confused. What just happened? I couldn't find where it went bad. What seemed like forever later, the garage door opened. Rydel peaked through. "Can I come in?" I nodded.

She came and sat next to me. Her phone was in her hand. "Can I see that for a second?" She handed me her phone, and I immediately went to her gallery, and there it was. The picture she took this afternoon. I stared at it for a long time. She didn't say anything, just looked at me confused. "I like this picture."

"You miss her?" She guessed as to why I was staring at the picture.

"Yeah!" I said. "But..." I couldn't say anymore. If he was mad at me, I didn't want her to be mad at me too. I took the guitar off of my shoulder, and curled up next to her. I kept staring at the picture. She put her arm around me, and minutes later, I was asleep.

I didn't wake up until something shifted. Was the ground moving? When I tried to open my eyes, I couldn't see. They were still swelled, and foggy glass of tears coated them. I reached in the direction Rydel was at, but she was gone. When I came to of fear of being alone, I wasn't alone. I could feel arm wrapped around me, and I was no longer on the couch. I was on someone's lap. I recognized the way the arms wrapped around me.

"Ross?" I asked, too tired and weak to look around to verify my hopes. There was only a kiss on the top of my head and arms tightening around me tighter. "ROSS!" I found the energy to turn around and into his chest. Tears of joy fell, and I clenched onto his chest, not letting him run away again.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ran away like that?" He sounded of remorse. "I'm sorry for scaring you."

I turned my head up to face him. "You shouldn't be sorry. I am."

"And what ever for?" He sounded confused.

I didn't answer his question. He than realized what I was talking about. He whispered the rest. "You have nothing to be sorry for. At all." He leaned further down, kissing me softer. "I took off, not thinking. I had a game plan, and I had to think it through."

I was confused now. "Game plan?" I continued the whispering that he had started.

He sighed, than smiled at me. "Yeah. Nothing you said was wrong, I promise you that. Don't think that. And no, you didn't scare me away. Maybe I could have at least hollered that I was going out." He laughed. "Let's just say it was an adrenaline rush. Telling anyone what was going on, especially you, slipped my mind."

I picked out a few pieces of what he said and questioned. "Adrenaline rush? Especially me?"

He just laughed again. What did he find funny about my confusion. Than he frowned. "When I got back, everyone looked at me like I was evil or something. They told me what happened, and that you came out here. That Rydel had co e out to check on you, but neither of you had come back in yet. I ran out here. I felt bad, and I was hoping you weren't upset with me. Rydel didn't want to leave, but I convinced her to do so, that everything was misunderstood."

I was still very confused. He smiled. Something was wrong here? Either I was losing my mind, and nothing really happened. Or this was just a really weird dream. Or maybe I over looked things, but only having what I had to go off of, that could be true. "I don't understand. Why did you run off like that if I didn't scare you away?"

"I already told you that." He reminded me again. "I had to take the next step in my master plan." I was still very confused. He sighed, rolling his eyes, than got serious. "See, without telling you what I did or where I went, I'm going to say that everything is okay, and ask that you forgive me for scaring you." He was pulling the compulsion.

"I can't." I nodded. "Not until you tell me what's going on."

He frowned just a little. "Do I have to? Right now? Or can you wait until tomorrow?" I stared at him, giving him his answer. He saw I wasn't going to budge, and me being mad at him apparently killed him. "Okay, but remember you asked for it. I planned it out differently." Now I was really confused.

He set me back down on the couch, leaving the garage. "Wait here." He said before walking through the door. He told his siblings and El to wait in the living room as well. He was gone for a few minutes before coming back. I felt an odd feeling in my gut from the smile on his face. He sat back down, pulling me onto his lap again. "Last chance." He warned me.

I wasn't budging. He just sighed, and mumbled something under his breathe. I tried to think of what he said, but couldn't think of anything. "I love you." He whispered in my ear than pulled back smiling at me. "Are you sure you want to know now? Trust me, my plan is better."

I nodded at him, sticking to my guns, I wasn't convinced that he wouldn't walk away from me. That this wasn't just dream. I had the same feeling I did when we first got together a year ago. The pain that what I was living was only a dream, and that his live for me was my imagination.

"Okay, here it goes." He said.