i.l.y...

Chapter 1: Disbelief

“I love you” I whispered as I slipped the ring on her finger. She smiled at me, dressed in pure white, as if she was an angel. She closed her eyes, tears threatening to fall. “I love you too” The crowd in front of us who we had picked out individually clapped. We smiled before walking down the aisle in the middle and outside, to be greeted with a bright sun, almost as bright as our future.

“Jason!” I snapped out of my memories to look up to the face of my boss. Immediately I looked down and muttered a sorry. He shook his head at me before walking into his office and slamming the door behind him. I sighed and put my head in my hands. I have to stop daydreaming. I continued my work, making sure that the contracts were signed and everything was all ready for meetings and what not. Finally the clock struck 8:00, and I let out a sigh of relief before grabbing my coat and briefcase and walking out of the building. I got in a taxi and sunk into my seat as the man drove me home. ‘What a long day’ I thought as I paid the man and stepped out of the taxi. He drove away and my forehead wrinkled in confusion. Her car wasn’t there. I wonder where she is? At the store shopping maybe? I walked up the steps and twisted the key, walking inside and hanging my coat. There was this strange aura in the air, and the thought of it made me shiver. It felt cold, lonely, and it made me feel uneasy. I put down my briefcase and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a bagel and making myself a cup of coffee.

I ate my bagel in silence, hearing nothing but the small ticking of the clock on the wall and occasional rustling outside from the wind. I finished my bagel and walked up to our bedroom, falling onto the bed and closing my eyes. The cold, dead feeling in the house was killing me. I turned on the radio, and my favorite song came on, I smiled and hummed the song, as my mind slowly started to wander…

I held her hand as we got out of the car and walked into our house. It was a nice, starry night. We walked into the bedroom and heard the radio turn on, playing her favorite song. I heard her start to softly sing, “and god bless the broken road, that led me straight to you..” I put my hand out to her and she smiled, slowly taking it in hers. I pulled her close to me, and we started to sway back and forth. I would spin her around occasionally, still keeping eye contact. I heard her soft laugh whenever I stumbled on my feet. She put her head on my shoulder and as I inhaled her scent, we both thought the same thing. ‘This is the perfect moment’

The song ends and I opens my eyes, smiling from the memory, still humming. I walk over to the bedside table and turn on the light, to be greeted with a small note with familiar handwriting written in bright red ink. I pick it up and slowly start to read. My eyes fill with tears and my breathing quickens. I start to gasp for breath and feel very dizzy. I let out a sob and fall on the bed, tears falling down my cheeks and onto the soft covers. I read the note one more time,

　

　

Dear Jason,

The time we have spend together has been some of the best moments of my life. But I cannot go through with these moments anymore. My heart isn’t as full and lively as it used to be, here, with you. And in order to fill the gap in my heart I have decided that this would be best, to pack up everything and find the place I am destined to find. So this is farewell, for now. I hope that our paths might cross again someday. Goodbye Jason.

I am....

ily

Sincerely,

Ms. Ann Haverd

I looked down next to the bed. There lying on the floor, was a sliver band. Her silver wedding band. I shook my head, It wasn’t true, it couldn’t be true. I grabbed my cell phone and scrolled down to her number. I called and it went straight to voicemail, and I heard her voice say “I’m sorry, I couldn’t get to the phone. I must’ve lost it or my phone died. Call me back, Bye!” I didn’t leave a voicemail. Because I knew she wouldn’t listen. She’s gone. She’s actually gone. From my life, and she is no longer Mrs. Wasson. She is now Ms. Ann Haverd. And I believe that she intends to keep it that way.

I scanned the paper for any hint, any small detail that she was lying. That this is a joke, that she doesn’t really want this. My eyes landed on the bottom of the paper, right before she signed it. I.L.Y. I have heard that phrase many times. It means I love you. That means…that she still loves me. I sat up on the bed, and stared at the letter. Ily. Ily. ILY. That has to mean something. More than just a comforting phrase, or some goodbye message. It is more than that. I can feel it. She loves me, and I love her. We have something, and she…is confused? Scared maybe? I don’t know, but I’m going to find out why she separated us when the message is clear that the connection we have is still there.

A millions thoughts raced into my head, one by one, pounding around in my brain until they were heard. Where will I find her? How long will it take? Will she willingly come back? Is it worth it?….Somewhere great! It doesn’t matter! She will, I know it!…..Is it worth it? That thought, I can’t easily answer like the other ones scattered in my mind. Is it? Searching possibly the entire world for Ann? After she left, claiming that what we had wasn’t enough? It the Journey worth it. Is…she worth it. I stood up off the bed. I don’t know if it is worth the journey, or if it is a waste of time. But I will try. If I believe in our love. That must be enough.

I grabbed my briefcase. I threw all of my paperwork and such out of it and started to pack as much luggage as I can fit in one briefcase. I pick up the ring of the floor, stare at it, then put it in my pocket. I then grabbed my cell phone, and walked out of the house. I turned around and looked at the large house that was bought by two people. Mr. and Mrs. Wasson. A newly married couple ready to live their lives together. Ready to face the world. To face a new life. I turned towards the garage, took something from it, and stuck a sign that used to be there so long ago in the ground. FOR SALE. Then, I turned and ran. I didn’t know where, but I did know why.