Lucky Aces (hiatus)

[7] Ever, Okay, Always?

"What were you doing with Michael?" Brent asked, sitting at the edge of my bed as I entered my room. "What are you doing here?" I asked, removing my shoes and placed my book, If I Stay, back in the shelf. "Your brother let me in," He said. "Now tell me what were you doing with Michael." He demanded, rising from where he was sitting. "Why do you even care?" I said, turning from the bookshelf and to my surprise he's already in front of me. "Why?" He asked softly and started pinning me on the wall. He looked in to my eyes and once again, I was under his spell. Don't fall for the spell, that's what they do. "Brent, tell me," I said pushing him away from me. "What were you trying to do with Bethany?" I asked raising my left brow up. Instead of answering my question, he tucked my hair behind my ear, caressed my cheeks. "Stop," I said softly, soft enough for him to hear me but he didn't stop caressing my cheeks. "Stop!" I said a little bit loudly. For sure, he heard that. I walked away and sat at the edge of my bed. "Geez, Mae. What's up with you?" He asked walking back and forth my room. "What's up with me? Seriously, Brent? The question is what's up with you!" I shouted at him and shoved him to the wall. "What do you mean?" He asked worriedly, knowing nothing what he did. "What I mean is you go asking me to the dance, write me a lovely poem, gave me a ring, and treat me like a princess. But after all those things, at the end of the day, you're with some girl, some girl who's prettier than me, more worthy than me, a girl that isn't me!" I said bursting out crying. He looked at me like he don't have a clue what I was saying. "What I'm saying is you should've asked Bethany to the dance! The way you were laughing at each others joke, the way you put her arms around her. She looks good, she smells good, but she's not me. She's not me! And never will be me!" I said, collapsing at my bed, barely breathing.
"Mae," Brent whispered at my ears. "You don't need to compare yourself from Bethany, you're right, you're nothing like her, and she's nothing like you. Nothing, no one, will be ever like you, baby doll." He said wiping the tears from my eyes as I was lying down my bed. "Ever?" I said, grinning, wiping my own tears before I sat down. "Ever, baby doll." He said kissing my forehead.
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"I can't believe tomorrow's the dance!" Natalie said excitedly as we walk from shop to shop. "What do you think about that?" Natalie asked pointing at a pearl necklace surrounded by diamonds. "You want it?" I asked Natalie pulling her towards the entrance of the shop. "I can't. It's too expensive and it's just one night." She said stopping me from pulling her to the entrance but never stop looking at the necklace. "If that's what you want." I said walking with her to the next shop.
"Finally, we're done." I said, looking around us surrounded by shopping bags from different shops. "Nathan will pick us up, he insisted." Natalie said glancing at her phone, waiting for Nathan's call. "I think that's him." I said pointing at his car which is a Range Rover Vogue in Matte Black. The car was for me, when I turned 16 but since it was from my dad, I rejected his present. It took us a minute or more to get inside the car due to all the shopping bags we had. "Natalie," My brother said, handing her a small box wrapped in blue, Natalie's favorite color. "It's not even my birthday," Natalie joked while opening the gift. I know what it is. "Are you kidding me?" Natalie was shocked as she opened the box, and there it was, the necklace she was looking at a while ago. "This is too much," She said covering the box again and handing it to my brother who was currently driving. "Baby, it's a gift from me, take it." Nathan said grabbing Natalie's hand and gently kissed it. How sweet. "Oh and yeah here's for you," Nathan gave me a box which was also neatly wrapped. "What's this?" I asked before my phone started ringing. "Hello?" I answered the call without even knowing who was calling. "Hope you like it," Brent, who was on the phone said. "Please wear it tomorrow, laters baby doll." He hung up and I opened the box. There it was, shining inside it's box, a choker necklace with a heart diamond pendant. I grabbed my phone and texted Brent. "Thank you so much. You're the best. Ever." Then I click sent. Ting. A message from him, "Really? Ever?" He replied. "Ever." I replied and started closing my eyes imagining things. "Ever can be our always and okay." He replied, and by that message, all I wanted was the moment not to end.