Love (Alaskan Bush People Story)

My Piece of Art

Snowbird POV

I could sense someone looking at me, I turn my head to see Blaine standing on his porch. I started smiling. Then all my happiness was taken from my body as a girl came outside and grabbed him by his waist. I ran down to by bunk to see the boys still awake talking. I threw my shoes down as I got under the covers. "Are you okay?" Gabe looked at me with worry. "I'm fine" They turned off the light as I started crying myself to sleep.

Blaine POV

That night as I laid next to Sophie, all I could think about was Snowbird. She was so upset when Sophie had come out onto the porch. I knew she was upset, probably crying right now as I think of her. If I were to ever see her cry, I would bring her into my arms as she cried. I would tell her everything would be okay and that I was here. I could picture us in a cabin in the woods, living in the bush together.

Gabe POV

The next morning all of us woke up as Bam cooked us breakfast. Birdy was very quiet as the rest of us boys were ready to go home. Her eyes were blood red as if she had been crying. I took her hand and squeezed it to make sure she knew someone was there for her.

Blaine POV

I didn't sleep very much last night knowing Snowbird was upset. I was standing in my little kitchen drinking my coffee. Sophie came in ready for her day shift at the café. I need to tell her that I don't love her anymore, I didn't want to lead her on. "Sophie I need to talk to you." "Sorry, if I don't leave now I will be late for my shift." "No, we need to talk now." "Can't it wait?" "No it can't dammit!" She stopped in her tracks. "I've met someone else." "If we are being honest here, I started sleeping with your brother." "You slept with my brother?" "I had to have sex with someone else because we've never had sex. You're still a virgin for God sakes." "Get Out! This is my house and I'm kicking you out. When you finish your shift, I expect all of your stuff to be out by tomorrow." She just walked out like it was nothing. I looked out the small window above the sink to see they were getting ready to leave. I race out the door to get the girl of my dreams.

Snowbird POV

We were getting the boat ready to leave and I hear my name being yelled from the dock. It was Blaine. "Bear, don't lift the anchor. I need to hear what this guy has to say." Blaine began his speech as all of my brothers were standing next to me in a line. "I don't know if you feel the same way about me but I love you. I want to see if this thing could work between us. I want to live in the bush with the girl I love." "Who was that girl from last night?" "My ex-girlfriend of five minutes ago." My heart leaped out of my chest. Bam was trying to be the protective brother by crossing his arm, staring him down. "As I was watching you from across the water, the moonlight reflected off you perfectly and now I want to make a stain glass of the scene that I saw of you, to hang in our house one day." "What about the long distance?" "We could write letters." "We could do that." I run up to the dock to lean up on the ledge of the boat. "Can I kiss you?"

Blaine POV

"Can I kiss you?" I was hoping she would say yes but she just kissed me. It was short and sweet to tell me she wanted to see if this would work. I believe her brother Bam stopped us to say "Okay that is enough kissing on my sister." Snowbird laughed and looked at me one last time to say "I can't wait to see the stain glass picture of what you saw last night and I liked to be called Birdy." "Okay, Birdy I have my first letter here to give to you. You can read this after you can't see the town anymore." "How did you know I would say yes?" "I didn't know, I just hoped you would." "We need to get back home but I promise to write you a letter as soon as we get home." "Works for me but please remember because I think this could go somewhere." "I promise." I jumped back down to the dock as I watched them drive away. I didn't want to look away from her as she waved me goodbye on the back of the boat. The boat was getting smaller and smaller as I left the dock to start on a picture of the most beautiful girl on the planet.

Snowbird POV

I watched how the port became smaller and smaller. I remembered the letter in my hand. I made a promise to read it after I couldn't see the town anymore. I sat with my back against the boat inside the railing. I opened up the envelope as if it might break. On the front it said The Woman of My Dreams. I unfolded the paper and it read:

Dear Snowbird,

I thought I knew what I wanted in life until I met you. My life consisted of making all of the beautiful pictures for all of these people that were getting married and I wanted to find someone like they had. I thought it was Sophie but it wasn't. It's you. She had slept with my brother because I wouldn't sleep with her. Don't judge me as I was wanting for the right one. My life changed after you walked up my drive way after I saw your beautiful black hair. Then I fell more in love with you when I saw the reflection of the moon on the water as you looked out on to the ocean. That was the moment for me. I never want to make you cry ever again and I want to spend every day for the rest of my life proving it to you. If you never write, then I know you don't feel the same way and I will never contact you. I will leave you alone. I will wait no matter how long it takes. I like what the letter says from the Immortal Beloved letter from Beethoven to his love:

Good morning, on 7 July

Even in bed my ideas yearn towards you, my Immortal Beloved, here and there joyfully, then again sadly, awaiting from Fate, whether it will listen to us. I can only live, either altogether with you or not at all. Yes, I have determined to wander about for so long far away, until I can fly into your arms and call myself quite at home with you, can send my soul enveloped by yours into the realm of spirits — yes, I regret, it must be. You will get over it all the more as you know my faithfulness to you; never another one can own my heart, never — never! O God, why must one go away from what one loves so, and yet my life in W. as it is now is a miserable life. Your love made me the happiest and unhappiest at the same time. At my actual age I should need some continuity, sameness of life — can that exist under our circumstances? Angel, I just hear that the post goes out every day — and must close therefore, so that you get the L. at once. Be calm — love me — today — yesterday.

What longing in tears for you — You — my Life — my All — farewell. Oh, go on loving me — never doubt the faithfullest heart

Of your beloved

L

Ever thine.

Ever mine.

Ever ours.

I want that for us. Because you are my Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours.

Love,

Blaine O'Neal York

My heart leaped in my chest as I read those words. I had found my piece of art.