Fast Car

Fifty-Seven

           

Isabel

A beautiful lunch later dad is now dropping us to the train station to go back home and then fly to our New year's Eve destination, which is still unknown for me.

"It was nice meeting you Mr. Garcia" Liam is shaking my father's hand

"It is Eric, I am still young son!" dad is taking him into his arms.

"Come here little mouse" his arms are wide open to fit me in the warmest of embraces and I take advantage of every second of it.

"I will see you soon! I promise... Until then please take good care of yourself and come visit me. You will hate the city but I am there so maybe you will give it a chance"

"I will mousey, I promise" he kisses the top of my head then wraps his arms around my shoulder and brings all of me closer to him, just between his chest bones.

And off I am back into Liam's arms. Hungry, selfless and selfish arms. His eyes when I talked about Adam still shine in my head. The sadness that took over him is... understandable.

The moment I told Liam about Adam, my heart winced but for the first time he was a memory, the most beautiful one... but just a memory, not a pain, not a hurt.

My beautiful memory...

Liam

She watched the sunrise from between the clouds and I watched her as my breath is slowly dripping into my windpipes. I watch her and I see my heart leaving my chest for a while, she has this effect, this magnetic field, that every part of my body feels better closer to her than me.

I watch her slowly surrendering to sleep as our plane flies over the clouds. I look at her and I think of her past with her mysterious friend. I wonder why would she leave, I wonder if she is still in love with him... I wonder if I will ever be a competition or a second best and it scares me...

It frightens me; I just don't want to be a second best anymore.

But I am not and I will not allow it...

Isabel

I open my eyes, tilt my head to my right and I wish I were the pillow he is hugging. Suddenly I feel the urge to be in his arms and just forget myself for years to come.

I was in need of his touch and his love.

The flight attendant comes to inform me that they will be landing in a while and Liam needs to adjust his seat, it's like I just got the perfect excuse to wake him up.

So I come closer to him and let my lips gently bite his, he opens his eyes and in a fraction of a second he is pulling me in his arms and I am resting on his lap.

My lips are feeding on his; the softness of his mouth is all I ever needed a minute ago.

"You are the perfect ending of my year and the best beginning... I can't wait to start every year of my life with you..." he whispers and he brings me back to my chair.

We fasten our seat belts and we land into the whitest land I have seen.

A helicopter ride later, we are in a small cottage on top of the Alps.

White peaks below me, red fire beneath me, blue skies above me, and warm arms around me...

"I couldn't ask for anything better..." I tell him and I intertwine my fingers in his.

"Let's go discover the surrounding because tomorrow we will be snowboarding and you have to be prepared."

Shit, snow who? The last thing I have done under the sports category was running away from my memories, and tomorrow he wants to snowboard the highest summits... is he serious?