Hometown Love

Chapter Fourteen - Dreams and Reality

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Chapter Fourteen - Dreams and Reality

So yes, I could never have imagined Brody and I would go so far in the relationship matter. When we told my mom we were dating, and she asked me if I was pregnant, was the day I realized things were getting serious.

Serious not only because mom started talking about marriage, which coming from her wasn't very much of a surprise, but serious because I had realized how I realy felt. And how much that had to do with Brody. 

I was always the independent girl, the one who got away, the one who spent years with a guy without never really loving him. But in the small time I had with Collins, which in my mind seemed like forever, I learned how much of a little girl I still was.

And I liked that part of me. 

The part that believed in the butterflies that flew in my stomach whenever Brody showed up at my window at night with that mischievous smirk on his face. The part that smiled whenever he took my hand while we walked down the street together.

The part that admired all the silly little things. 

The part that acted more like the characters I wrote in my stories.

Somehow it felt weird how I had gone from living in the city with a jerk of a boyfriend and having a writer's block, to going back to the small hometown dating the local (reformed) bad boy and being able to send three quarters of the book to the editor. 

My life was finally getting the way I wanted it to be. And I was afraid that it would all fall to pieced eventually. That's what always happens in life, right? 

So when I turned the computer off having finished the final chapter for my new book and saw my phone vibrating with a call from Jeanette, I felt my heart racing.

"Hello." I answered, hoping that the editor and the published had aproved of my work.

"Thea, my dear!" I heard Jeanette and frowned. She never called me my dear before and I sure as hell didn't think she would start anytime soon. "How is the last chapters working for you?" She asked and I let my jaw drop. 

Usually, when she called me, she would either deman that I sent her the chapters or she would snap at me for being late. Neither of the occasions she would actually ask if it was going good. 

"Uh... I... Actually, I just finished the last one." I told her in a weird tone, which was much alike to what I was feeling right now.

"Wonderful! Could you send it to me, then?" Jeanette asked and I wondered if she was on drugs. That should be it. 

"Sure... I'll do that right now." I answered nodding, although she couldn't see me, of course, and turned the computed on once again. 

"Great! Then we need to discuss the meetings for the book cover and the launching. I think that in two weeks we can start them. Of course you'll have to come to New York but you'll don't have to worry about it much. I have this amazing apartment just waiting for you as a gift from the publisher. I wasn't supposed to tell you that yet but I figured since you finished the book, it's okay." I couldn't say a word as Jeanette kept talking and talking not taking a breath between sentences. I felt a pain in my chest and my head started spinning.