Chapter 33: Speechless

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Chapter 33:

Melody's POV:

A week before Christmas...

I had just landed in good old Honeysuckle and I was already ready to get back to New York. In the past few months I have grown fairly strong and I have a fear. 

A fear of seeing him.

A fear of talking to him.

A fear of touching him. 

But most of all..

A fear of not being able to leave him again.

The coldness outside interrupts me from my thoughts.

I quickly call my father to let him know I have arrived and to ask him to pick me up.

Twenty minutes later I am in an awkward car ride back to where life began.

Luckily my dad always tries to break the silence.

"We've missed you a lot Mel," He says.

"I missed you guys too. So what's on the agenda for the holidays?"

He seems to think my answer over for a minute. I swear I see a glance of mischief in his eyes.

"Uh, nothing special really. Just the same old traditions. Is that alright?" He asks.

"That sounds perfect." I say, a little relieved.

"You didn't tell Travis I was  here, did you?"

"No," he says hesitantly.

"Dad...."

"I didn't. But it is a small town and you are bound to run into him sooner or later."

"I don't want to discuss this."

"Fine," He grumbles.

We ride the rest of the way home in silence.

......

When I get home my mother embraces me in a very welcoming hug. Before long she's looking me over; and observing.

"What did you do to your hair?" She halfway shrieks.

"I just got bangs and colored it.." 

She just stares at my now honey locks.

"Do you like it?" I ask her.

"I do. It's just different that's all." She smiles at me.

Why are they all acting so weird?

I look back and forth between my parents for a few minutes.

"Is there something you guys aren't telling me?"

"No," they both quickly respond in unison.

"Why are you guys acting so weird?"

They both look at eachother for a few seconds before my mother responds,

"We're just glad you're home that's all."

They both smile at me.

"Okay... Well I am going to freshen up and then go into town for some coffee."

"Why do you need coffee at five o'clock at night?" My mother criticizes.

"Mom. It's been a long day. I just want to unwind, I'll only be gone for an hour or so."

"Okay," She hesitantly responds.

...

When I'm in my room all the memories come flooding back. The last time I was in my room was the day before Travis and I got married.

I remember the time he held me while I cried for my brother.

Then when we made love.

I also remember him asking me to move in.

I remember packing boxes with him.

Then I remember all of the excitement.

But most of all, I remember all of the love that surrounded us.

....

I decide to throw on some leggings, uggs, an oversized sweater with a scarf, and I top it off with a beanie.

I do a once over in the mirror and grab my truck keys.

I have't driven my poor baby in six months.

I'm so neglectful. 

I quickly run down the stairs and jump in my truck. I start the process of it heating up. I decide to walk around the house while it warms up a little.

I love the crunch of the snow underneath my feet.

The cold air always feel great.

It feels really good to feel something.

After a few minutes I hop in my truck and start driving towards town.

When I turn on my radio the song playing is 'Last Christmas'....

God. Everything reminds me of him.

I let out a groan and quickly change the station.

The next station is playing 'All I want for Christmas'.

Lord have mercy.

I keep changing the station time and time again. Yet, all they are playing is sappy Christmas love songs.

I bang my head on the steering wheel.

I decide to turn off the radio and just ket the sound of my truck engine keep me entertained.

....

I am overcome with jubilee when I pull up to Starbucks.

I quickly climb out of my vehicle, grab my book, and head inside.

Once inside I decide to change up my order.

I decide on a hot Carmal brulee.

Yum.

I quickly find my usual seat by the window and dive head first in to my book.

I am really lucky that the streets are mostly empty  and no one; except some college kid is in the Starbucks.

I am glad that I can just sit and read, to rid myself from the long day.

Unfortunately my state of peace doesn't last long.

I hear the jingle of the bell, signaling the entry of a person.

And to my surpise and utter speechlessness,

I set my eyes on a pair of ocean blue ones.

Travis.

***End of Chapter 33***

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I am soooo sorry that i haven't updated in a month. School's been crazy and I am finally on Thanksgiving break. I will try and update a lot within the next few days!

Sorry to leave this chapter on a cliffhanger :)

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