The New Guy (ON HOLD FOR REWRITING)

Chapter 10

This is a relatively short chapter, but I hope you enjoy! Good luck trying to guess what I have planned. (:

Now that i look back, I realize that after that day, I had never seen Chase quite so angry. Never again, did he flare his nostrils at the sight or even mention of Ryan. Never again, did he breathe as heavily as he did that day. His chest extruding into the air, as if he was some kind of ferocious wild animal claiming his territory, maybe even claiming his mate. No, he was never that angry ever again. Maybe it was because of the fear in my eyes when I pleaded for him to calm down. Maybe, he just realized the stupidity of Ryan. Then again, I could now question, maybe it was something else. Something completely different. 

I know what youre thinking, but Ill let you think it anyways. Why should I correct an assumpyion based on what little of the story you have heard? No. I will let it be. It isnt worth the effort to correct your now wandering mind.

As I stare over at the picture on my desk, I cant help but wonder what if? What if I had known? Would it have changed anything? Probably not. Then again, I guess I will never know. Sometimes I wish that I could see Chase that angry again. Though, at the moment it frightened me, now that I recall the way he looked, the way the sun beamed off of his body, and the glare of light reflected from his eyes, it is crazy, but there was something beautiful about him being angry. 

Maybe, it was because I knew he was angry, not because he was hurt, or embarrassed but because I was. It was due to the fact that Chase cared about me. He loved me. His anger was merely a result of a concern for me. Maybe that was what I found so beautiful about his tense body, his clenched fists, and his flared nostrils. I actually cant help but laugh at the thought of how angry he was. 

Anger isn't exactly a word I would associate Chase with very often. Usually, I would associate him with words such as: handsome, kind, sweet, a gentlemen, strong, caring,and the best, most fitting word of them all, perfect. He was absolutely perfect.

I could talk for hours just about his smile, or just about his laugh. I could talk for hours about his witty humor, or his gentle sweetness. I could talk for hours upon hours just about Chase. He was special to me. He still is. He always will be. 

It seems like I'll never be able to move on with out him, then again maybe I don't want to. I know that when I see him again he will be sitting by the gates smiling, waiting to run and pick me up and kiss me at any moment. I believe whole heartedly that hes sitting up there right now just waiting for me. Waiting stubbornly for me to appear, waiting to use one of his infamous pick up lines and then escort me into eternity with him. I know with all of my heart that he is indeed up there, waiting to spend eternity with me. 

I know that you don't understand quite yet what it is that I am continuing to babble on about and I don't expect you too. However, you will. I warn you, there is no need to try to guess what it is that I am going to reveal to you. You will not guess. You must be patient. For, before you can hear the ending, you must first wait patiently for the beginning to unfold. After all, patients is virtue.