Ocean love

Chapter three

The plane ride to Hawaii was not a good experience for me, considering I seemed to get sick while flying in a plane. The whole way there I felt as if I had to puke, and I couldn't talk back to Alicia who seemed to want to talk the whole way without puking on her.

When the plane finally landed, I jumped and grabbed my purse and was the first person off the plane. I grabbed my suitcases and waited for everyone to get off the plane. While waiting I felt someone stand right beside me. When I looked over I looked into the face of Trace Parker.

I turned around and tried to ignore him, but of course knowing him he has to make himself known. "Hey, Maryanne. How have you been?" I looked at him confusion as I realized that this was the first time I had ever seen him be civilized.

"Ummm....I have been alright, and you?" I asked really curious about his answer.

"Oh I've been great. I met a beautiful lady who couldn't make it on this trip. We are married and have three kids." He said with pride in his voice.

"Oh, that's cool. What does she look like?" He took out his phone and showed me a picture. She had black hair brown eyes, and she was on the heavier side. A little bit bigger than I was back in college. "Oh, shes really pretty. She doesn't seem like your type though." I said honestly.

He looked at me and I saw guilt in his eyes. "About that I am so sorry about how I was a dick to you. I realized how bad I was to you a couple of years before I met Carly, my wife, but by then I didn't have your number so I couldn't apologize to you and I am so sorry."

I couldn't help my mouth dropping when he said that. I never thought I would see the day where Mr. Trace Parker would ever apologize to me.

"So will you please forgive, and we can maybe on good terms?" He asked.

I looked at him and thought about it. "I need to think about it. You really did ruin my life and I don't know if I can forgive you that easily, but I will seriously think about." He smiled when I said that.

"That's all I can ask for." He then looked at the rest of the people we had with us got quit.

I quietly followed everyone as we all walked down to the ocean, seeing as it was right outside the plane station.

I couldn't help but look at the beauty that was Hawaii. It was so beautiful here, that I wish I could throw away all my problems and just stay here forever.

"Alright, go ahead and go freshen up in your rooms. We will be having a special feast tonight so dress fancy." Becca said.

We all separated as we went in search of our rooms.

I was walking when I felt that stare on my back again. I ignored him as we both searched for our room. When we found it, I unlocked the door and went inside and sat my bags on the floor, by the door, and took in the beauty of the room.

I walked over to the window that facing outside and sighed at the beauty of it. I didn't even think before I spoke. "It is so beautiful. I wish I could live here."

I froze as I realized that I spoke to him, and when I looked over at him I saw that he was looking at me with that soft gaze.

I abruptly turned away from him and walked over to the wall that was separating our rooms. "Which room do you want?" I asked him a guarded voice.

"You pick." He told. I rolled my eyes and picked the room that was close the bathroom. "Ok, so I will get the room closet to the kitchen." I shook my head yes, and went into my room before he could say anything else.

I heard him sigh, then open up his door and go in his room.

I looked around at my room and smiled. There was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room, a closet, and a bedside desk. I sighed in happiness as I jumped onto the bed and laid down, and I instantly fell asleep.

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I felt so peaceful in this cloud that I dreaming about. I was floating up in the air, dancing, singing, enjoying myself, when I heard my name. "Maryanne..." I looked around looking for the sound, and I didn't like it when I was being pulled down out of the clouds towards my name. "Maryanne..."

I was startled awake by the voice of my college best friend. I looked at Alicia and sighed. "Why did you wake me up? I was having a good dream." I told her in a aggravated.

"Hey don't be angry with me. We have that supper gathering in an hour and I figured you needed to get ready since you are still dressed in your night clothes that you wore on the plane. Unless this is some new kind of look your trying to make to fancy then I am all for it. Pregnant women don't need to wear dresses and high heels." She said with mirth in her voice.

I jumped up and looked at the clock. "Oh my gosh. I didn't mean to fall asleep." I said as I indeed had one hour to get ready. "At least I washed my hair before we left, so all I will have to do is straighten."

"Oh, girl. I think you should curl it. It always looked so amazing, and you how much Mich...."

".....don't even finish that sentence. I am not here to look good for Michael, in fact even If I did try to look good for him it wouldn't work. He wanted a skinny pretty woman, and I obviously wasn't good enough for him. So I am going to straighten my hair and get ready for this supper. So I will see you there." I then got up and headed to the bathroom before the tears could escape.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean anything by it." Alicia said as I closed the door to the bathroom.

I slid down the door and put my head in my hands. Why did this man, even just his name, affect me so?

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I looked in the full length mirror in the bathroom and smiled. I actually thought that I looked pretty nice. I straightened my hair and wore a knee length white dress. It made me look like I could actually be a pretty woman, and the good thing is that it was long enough to hide the knife scar that I had on my thigh.

I stepped out the bathroom and went into my room. I plugged my phone into the cable and looked at the time. I had made good time. I had ten minutes to get to the dinner table and that gave me just enough time to look for it. As long as I left right now.

I stepped out of my room and headed into the hallway to go out the door when I stopped dead in my tracks.

Michael was wearing a black tux, it made him look so hot, since he had fixed his hair into a nice and presentable style.

I was staring at him as I saw him turn around and his mouth opened up wide. I looked down at my dress in shame and realized that he must have thought that I looked fat and ugly in this dress. Yes I am a few pounds lighter than the last time he saw me, but I was still huge.

"W-wow. You look amazing Mary." I flinched as he called me that. Seeing as he was the only one who ever called me that.

"For one don't call me that name. You don't have a right to call me that, and for two I know you are lying. You lied to me every day of our relationship and I don't think that I will believe a single thing that you say to me ever again, and three. We need to get down to supper or we will be late, and I don't want to be late on the first night here." I told him with a little sass.

"Mary...anne. Can we please talk soon I really need to tell you some things?" He pleaded.

"The last time we 'talked' my whole world was turned upside down. I don't think I really want to talk to you. I don't want to get my hopes up to just be broken down again. Now I repeat we need to get down to supper, because we are now two minutes late." I then pushed past him as I headed out the door. I stopped when I saw the defeated look on his. I looked in his eyes, and said. "Like I said I don't trust you. I don't even think we could be friends right now, so I don't want to listen to what you have to say. Maybe I'll listen later on in the week, but today has been really hectic and I don't want to deal with anything else right now." Then I left and went to supper. Man this is going to be one long week.