WORLD OF OUR OWN

Chapter 12

ABIGAIL'S P.O.V

A week later. And I still didn't want to talk to Toby. Connor once came over to my house and yes I asked him to come in and I cooked him some lunch, but I told him not to take this for granted. I'm just tired of being seen as drama girl who seeked for attention. Because I was not seeking for anybody's attention right now. If I did, I would just end up speaking up to the public that I was dating their Toby McDonough and I would win it in life. They would buy my reason and proof. Because hey I had more than proof, there on that wall in my room. But what's the point. I was not the spotlight girl and I would never be one. I guess that's what we did best in our relationship by far; we didn't do press conference or deal with gossip. I appreciated how Connor took his time that he could've just used to take power nap or work on new song, to instead check on me. But yeah his brother has been going too far on this. I needed a break. We both needed to take a break.

Today I had one last class before summer break. It was an intense final test day. However I pulled it off. Phew. Let's grab some caffeine treat.

"One green tea latte please."

"Green tea latte, for...?"

"Abigail." I smiled to the barista girl. "Thank you."

"Oh thank you sweet Abby. It will take 2 minutes."

"Thanks."

I peacefully sat on a single table across the cashier line only to wait for my cup. Orlando was sunny today. I decided to just come home after this one. To stay in my room with freezing AC temperature would be amazing.

"Here's yours, Abigail." Another barista, a guy, called my name.

"Thanks guys." I waved.

"Have a nice day!"

I turned around and smiled. Finally I found some sane people to talk to. I took a right turn and walked straight to my neighborhood. Well, that one neighborhood next to mine was theirs. But who cares.

"Mom? Where are you? I bring along chocolate hazelnut for you!"

Silence. Where's Mom at?

"Moooom? For real though I have Starbucks for you!"

Still no answer. Well this was getting weird.

"Oh my God, Moooom is this even real? Are you working? You shouldn't right?"

I took my phone from school bag then threw it on the couch. I ran across the entire house, from garage to backyard and laundry room. At the same time I tried to dial her phone. Oh wait. It's ringing. But why sound so close?

"Yeah of course."

I ran back to the kitchen and found her phone on the table. This was annoying. It was so rare to have Mom out of sight when she should've been home because no schedule for today.

Gave up. Okay. Let's just sit tight in my room because it's dang hot.

"Please don't leave yet before I talk."

I was shocked. That deep voice though. My messy room magically turned very neat and clean. No dirty laundry behind this door I put this morning. He sat on my window side couch. Bowing head and devastated look.

"Okay." I sighed.

"Look. Baby I'm so sorry. I've tried for a week to think. You're right. This thinking process leads me somewhere. I'm here at my conclusion point. That yes I've done very terrible fault to you and it's unacceptable at anyways. That yes I still don't ask for forgiveness because I think I don't deserve it. But Abby, I can't go for one more day without you..."

"You once did." I held my breath and tears.

"I lied to myself. I thought Cara or any other girls out there could bring me that happiness. But even when I kissed her, I had a flash thought of you. You're the only girl who'd easily walk into my house and help my Mom with her pavlova. You were there when nobody was. You love my family like it's your second family. I can't let you go. I'm already too lucky to let you go."

I have dropped everything and cried against my own self. Deep down inside I really wanted to forgive Toby. After that long miserable two weeks, I missed him. I just wanted to hug him again and told him to stay longer this time. But it scared me. Because once I said I forgive, I would fight my A game again for him. The question still remains the same; would he stay?

"I just want you to find that happiness in me, in this relationship, the same like you seeked in that girl, Toby. It makes me feel useless knowing my boyfriend had to kiss another girl because of my inability to be there with him..."

"Don't blame yourself Abby. Don't see that way. Put that all on me, because the only one who did mistake was me. You're perfect. I am being the best version of myself with you by my side."

I walked closer to him. Studied his every gesture. The way he blinked. The way he misplaced his hat which signed how he tried to leave house in rush. The way those tears held him from blinking because he's too scared to let people know that he could cry too. This stubborn man in front of me. Stubborn man that I loved the most.

"It's a pain why I love you."

"Do you give me a second chance?" Toby pulled me into his hug.

"Not only a second chance. Apology accepted."

"Oh my gosh baby thank you so much." He spun me around. "You have the biggest heart. I'm so lucky to have you."

"Likewise, love. Likewise." I whispered.

We kissed in my room. He gently led me to the polaroids wall and grabbed my both cheeks as we kissed deeper. I cried between it. Couldn't believe I took that second chance. I took the risk again. There's no guarantee Toby would not fall into the same hole again but either way, I trusted him. We started this relationship with so much hopes for both of us. And I knew that since the first he asked me out, we lived it day by day without any doubts. It'd be unfair if now I questioned it. Because he could've seriously chosen another girl, yet he came back to me.

That's more than enough.