I awoken the next morning when I felt someone softly moving next to me in the bed. I slowly opened my eyes and my vision aligned so I could perfectly look at Caleb's sleeping face. His hair was all in his face and knotted up. His mouth was partly opened and he was breathing lowly and evenly. I could see his chest move up and down gently. Since he was asleep and I knew I wouldnt get caught, I let my eyes linger down his toned body. He had a tribal tattoo on his upper right shoulder, a paragraph quote over his right peck, a tattoo of vocal sound waves over his heart with the words 'I Love You' written under them, and he had a nice pair of V-lines which were a major turn on. He looked like a kitty when he slept. He looked so peaceful and calm and not sad. He looked happy when he was asleep. I moved his hair softly away from his face, careful not to wake him. He stirred a little but didnt wake up and I was grateful. Weirdly, I liked watching him sleep. No, scratch that, I love watching him sleep. He was beautiful.
I smiled to myself. I can get used to this part of marriage but that doesnt mean I'm all into it yet. I'm still on edge and I still have questions that need answers and I wont give up til I get them.
"Caleb" I softly whispered to the sleeping boy. When he didnt respond, I poked his cheek where his dimple should be. "Caleb" I said alittle louder. He made a annoyed face, grunted angrily and rolled over so his back was towards me. "Mom leave me alone. Its Sunday" he murmured tiredly. I let a small giggle slip out my lips. "Caleb" I said in my normal volume voice.
Thats when he turned around again to look me in my face. He was still a little tired and I could tell. "I have a question to ask" I told him with a innocent smile. He contorted his face into a tired/what the hell face. He turned to look at his alarm clock on his night stand. "At 8:30 am? Do you not sleep?" He asked tiredly while rubbing his eyes. I shrugged my shoulders. "Sometimes I sleep in sometimes I dont. Sue me" I told him while jumping up to sit criss cross apple sauce on his bed while still looking down at him. He was tired so he stayed on his back which I didnt mind. I loved the view.
He sighed and stretched his arms and arched his back to crack it. He flopped back down and placed his arms behind his bed. "Okay. Whats your question?" He asked me casually.
"The park. The park not too far from here. Why do you and Gi not like it? I saw the way you two glared daggers at it yesterday. It was a very cute park" I told him. The smile that was in his eyes quickly vanished and was replaced by sadness and his eyes changed to a dark purple. "I dont wanna talk about the park Anna" he said softly.
I shook my head and grabbed his hand out from behind his head and held it in my grasp. "I'm pulling the fiancé card now. I have the absolute right to know your hatred towards that park. So spill. Now" I said firmly. I stared into his eyes and his eyes searched my blue eyes to try and find a look that saids I'll let this slide. But I didnt give one.
He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"I met a girl the beginning of my freshman year of high school. She was amazing. Long brown hair, piercing green eyes, she was 5'5, sporty, shy but outgoing when she gets comfortable and she is very awkward naturally. Which I loved" he began to speak and my heart felt a pang of jealously towards this girl that he met. He described her with so much love and affection. Questions roamed through my mind. Was she prettier than me? Did she satisfy him?........did she make him happier than I could ever make him feel? I could feel my face reflecting my thoughts but struggled to keep a poker face and nodded my head for him to continue.
"We became best friends at first. Then slowly our feelings for each other grew into more than just friends and I asked her to be my girl friend while walking home together in the rain. We forgot our umbrellas. Then she saw the park. She lived no where near the park or my house but didnt care. She dragged me to the jungle gym and we sat in it and she crawled our and we had our first kiss at that park, in the rain.
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I remember you
Teen Fiction"How can I love you when I cant remember you?!" I yelled through my tears. He walked up to me and kissed me passionately. "I'll make you remember me because I love you" he said.