True love waits

Chapter 17: Pose for the camera📷

"Charlotte be a doll and go fetch Noah!" Sarah says waving her hand as her people did her hair for their engagement picture.

"Actually, my name is Scarlett not Charlotte."

Rolling her eyes annoyed at the fact that I corrected her, how dare I correct her, Sarah replied. "You know your name."

Taking a spin on the balls of my feet I make my way to the men's dressing room. Knocking on the door I said."Um, Noah, Sarah needs you."

Waiting for a response I didn't hear a thing, so I knocked again. This time I hear movement, so I slowly open the door. Nothing would prepare me for what I was about to see.

Sitting on the floor with his tie undone and sitting around both his shoulders Noah looked broken, and depressed his eyes looked completely lost.

"Are you okay?" I questioned

Noah lets out a deep breath not saying a word. Sliding down next to him I asked."Do you want to talk about it?"

Letting out another deep sigh Noah says."I feel like I'm drowning, or like I'm screaming and no one hears me."

Grabbing his hand and lacing my fingers with his as I laid my head on his shoulder I replied."I hear you."

He didn't have to say anymore his whole-body language said it all. He was alone or at least he felt that way. He was tired not physically but emotionally. Depression had taken over his entire body everything on his insides hurt, again not physically but emotionally, he needed someone to hold his hand, he needed someone to tell him its going to be alright in the end. And most importantly he needed someone to tell him he isn't any less of a man for suffering with depression, depression isn't sexist, and it takes no prisoner.

Sitting up I get on my knees and I gently peck him on the corner of his lips. Sitting back still on my knees I held his giant hand in-between my much smaller hands like a sandwich. Opening my hands in dead silence I pick up his hand and kiss it and whispered."Its all going to be okay Noah."

Slowly turning his head towards me Noah asked."Do you know how to tie a tie?"

Scrunching my eye brows confused at his sudden change in mood, as if he wasn't just depressed I asked."Huh?"

Pointing to his tie Noah asked."A tie- do you know how to tie a tie?"I was mad confused to how we went from depressed to content, but whatever the reason for it was I was just going to go with it.

Throwing my hand on my hips as I giggled I asked."They didn't teach you that in finishing school?"

Mocking my giggle Noah replied."No."

"I don't even know why she even picked a formal engagement photo, she knows I can't tie a tie." Noah mumbled.

Grabbing his tie, I attempted to tie it breaking the silence I replied. "Your parents need to get their money back from that finishing school."

Noah chuckled followed by a long silence. Glancing up at his eyes as I continued to attempt to tie his tie, when he didn't know I was looking, I seen the look again, the same look that was in his eyes when I first walked in. The look I seen was depression, that's when it hit me, when he quickly went from depressed to fine in the matter of seconds it wasn't because he was content with it, he just knew he had no choice, that regardless how he felt he had to do this, his feelings didn't matter, or at least to his parents it didn't. As I stared in his eyes I grab his face putting my forehead against his I said.

"Thank you." Sending him a closed smile I peck him on the lips. I had to let him know if no one appreciated him, I do, I appreciate the sacrifice he went through for me to be safe.