After Thought // Chance Sutton

Chapter Eleven

"Sometimes the bad things that happen in our lives put us on the path to the best things that will ever happen to us." -Nicole Reed.

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The sunshine poured through my window as I stretch awake. Glancing at my phone, it reads 8am. I love morning more than anything these days, when I lived in Michigan I would always wake up with Aunt Ronnie to have a cup of coffee with her before she would go off to work.

Now, I just do it out of habit. I tend to get my best writing done in the morning, and I always answer emails and upload youtube videos. It's the time of day I feel most productive. But today, was different entirely. I didn't jump out of bed to do anything. Instead, I sit and think about what happened yesterday.

Between the good and the bad, I should feel overwhelmed. But for some reason I don't. Even if I don't understand what Luther wanted to do with me. I'm glad Chance was there to stop it. Yet the things he said to me, still stuck in my mind.

"It is if those two people are meant to be," he had said.

What the hell is that even supposed to mean? That Chance and I were distined to be together. Every time I think back in my mind, it's what he's saying to me. I even dreamt about it.

It's my last full day in Ohio, I leave tomorrow for New York. I have some meetings, some loose ends to tie up and then Dylan and I start to pack for LA. It still seems so crazy, that my life changes so quickly.

"Good mornin' hun!" Zara greets me in the kitchen.

She's especially chipper this morning. "Morning." I grin, as she hands me what I came in here for, coffee.

"I'm gonna make some eggs, want some?"

"Sure, thanks." I sat down at the kitchen island, as she worked on the food. "Hey Zara, can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Do you believe in soulmates?"

She looked like she was stuck in thought for a second. "Yeah, I do. But sometimes, you don't always end up with your soulmate, I didn't."

"What do you mean?" I asked, taking a sip of the pouring hot liquid.

"Take your Dad and I for instance. We aren't each other's soulmates, you and everyone else knows it. But that doesn't mean we love each other any less. Our soulmates are different people, for your Dad it was your Mom. And for me, it was someone I lost a long time ago." Her features hardened, and eyes filled with sadness.

I used to want to hate Zara. But truth is, she makes my Dad very happy. Better yet, she keeps him sober. Which my Mom had a hard time with. He's been completely away from alcohol for the past two years now.

"I'm sorry Z," I give her a small hug.

"It's okay, at the end of the day I love your Dad very much. And losing my soulmate has helped shape me into the person I am today. Why do you ask? Wait let me guess, it has something to do with that boy who was here last night, Chance is his name?"

I groaned, "yeah it's got to do with him."

"Explain."

We sat down at the table to eat breakfast, and I told her everything. From the bathroom, to his explanation of it all. Every part of me says to forget about what happened, but there's a sliver of consciousness at the back of my head that is egging me to look deeper into it all.

"Well talk about a dilemma, I'm gonna tell you something about love. You can be with someone for years and feel nothing, and be with someone for one night and be head over heels. Time should not say how you feel about someone."