Them [O. H. S. H. C. ]

20 | Acceptance

I shoved the CD into the player, with unnecessary force. What was in there that could change my mind? As far as I knew, nothing held that swaying power.

I uploaded the single track to my computer, roughly ejecting the disc afterward. I was pissed, especially after pondering our relationship's fall.
I lodged the silver tip of my earbuds into the port. Sliding the white bar I increased the volume. Time to hear this...apology.

Pulling my head back, I clicked play, letting the music engulf my ears. I recognised the piano playing as his own. It was a cover of All of Me by John Legend (how fitting). Only the melody was altered and the tempo was slowed.

What would I do without your smart mouth
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright
My head's underwater
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind...

When the music came to a close, I was in tears, sobbing into my grey hoodie.

I punched the number 5 on my cell, speed dialling the moron. He picked up immediately, almost expectantly.

"I forgive you! I forgive you! I forgive you!" I hollered into the phone, to make my point very clear.

"Well hello to you too, Princess."

"You're amazing. I love you. I love you. I forgive you. I've missed you."
I ranted out my feelings, stumbling over commonly used verbs.

"I know. I love you too."

We simultaneously hung up. But the phone never left my hand. In fact, it was placed over my heart, which was doing cartwheels and black flips (the whole nine yards) in joy and celebration.
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I peeled off the golden tape, neatly pressed onto the envelope lid (good thing my nails were sharp). What would this letter behold? That is the question!

I deftly slipped the paper out of its holder. I immediately felt a difference, noting the paper was card stock. It held a firmness not found in computer paper. Unsurprisingly, it was lined in gold. There was even a fragrance (it's scent could be recognized as "Sexy, Blue Edition"). Brownie points for effort!

I returned my attention to the text, eyes scanning the message.

I know what I did. I take full responsibility for my actions.
But...I miss you. I truly miss you. This is not a game. I realize that. I may never be able to win you back. Yet, I have no choice but to try. I'm simply miserable without your company. Won't you forgive me? For the sake of what we had and not for what I've done?

I felt the tears welling in my eyes. It was the most emotion he had ever let slip. Of course, I forgive him. Before I knew it, I was dressed in ripped jeans and a graphic tee featuring Lion King characters. I smiled at the little Simba running across the white fabric of the shirt, before twisting my hair into a loose, side braid. I slipped on a pair of exotic green, orange, pink, and blue sneakers before swiping my keys off the table. The driver was off today. It was all up to me.

I sped to his house, probably "politely disregarding" some traffic rules on the way. I pulled up in a diagonal slant, hastily abandoning the car. Looking back at my horrendous parking, I shrugged. Who cares? I have bigger fish to fry.

Flying towards the door, I knocked rapidly. I was greeted with Kyoya himself, whom I tackled on sight. He embraced me, already comprehending the situation, before leaning in for a magical kiss. We remained in that position for a while, our bodies so close we could feel the excited thump of the other's heart.