XXXVIII CHAPTER: CHOOSING LOVE, CHOOSING ME

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My clock is ticking now. This is my final countdown. I am leaving all this behind, to start a new life with new people, in a new city, with a new career. Is it scary? YES! Absolutely, I am scared as hell, but I am going to outcome all of this.

Come on! I am a Bach for fucks sake. I was born to make the impossible happen. Leaving home is part of living, of growing up, being mature and face my own path. I am not taking it back, not here not now.

I WOKE UP AND IT IS MONDAY MORNING. Today is the day! I am eating breakfast with everyone. My dad is taking me to the airport later. This is going to be an endless ride with him, like too many others we have had in the past. I have said goodbye to everyone, even Nova. She could not hide the truth from her eyes when I told her I am leaving.

She has been very transparent with me. This occasion is not an exception. Jay and Char are flying later. And this is it! My last time in Rhode Island, at least for a while, because I think I am coming back, not too soon, but I will, eventually.

I am in the plane with my headphones on, my playlist agrees with the weather. It is storming and two songs straight remark the rainy ambiance in this almost night near South America. Taylor Swift with her 'Come in With the Rain' lyrics, and Colbie Caillat with her 'Make It Rain' on the other hand when we are about to touch ground at the Buenos Aires Airport.

Took my luggage and called a taxi. The way to my apartment has been soundtracked by Lifehouse and Natasha Bedingfield. Their 'Between the Raindrops' duet makes me get the feels with the rain falling down on my cab's window.

This is not new for me. I have been in Argentina few times before. I would not say I am an expert traveling along these streets but I know how to handle myself in a place like this.

It is still pouring rain, but I am not pretending to stay out for long. My apartment is in one small building, located in a very nice neighborhood, with local stores and just five minutes of where my restaurant is going to be opened.

I am not sure if I should unpack tonight or until tomorrow so, I would do it little by little. The easiest part for tomorrow, and the hardest for right now, while I eat something appropriate, drink a tasteful red wine and listen to my favorite artists.

Inside of the outside pocket of my suitcase is an envelope with the inscription:

'To the LOVE of My Life The One & Only Once and For All!'

It is Nova's calligraphy, so I bet it is the letter from her. The one I never got the chance to read before! I open the envelope and read;

"My dearest Olivia:

My biggest fear so far is probably the uncertainty of not knowing if you are going to get to know how much I love you. I would be so capable of anything for you and making you as happy as you have made me happy.

I am so crazy in love with you, that I sense this feeling is making me lose my mind, grow my insanity and forcing me to write this letter for you. You know what I think about this. It is just I am not good at it as you are.

I really need to tell you I will do whatever it takes to get to you, to let you know all this, to show you my soul without any masks. Because you are the only person, from the 8 billion of this planet, who has known me as I really am. The way how you love my imperfections and make me want to be the best version of myself.

I have wasted too many days now, but I swear I will make it up to you for the rest of my life and your life, our life together.

I promise I will work hard to become your one and only inspiration, just the exact way you have inspired my heart since the moment I met you. I have no excuse for being such a dumb, for acting the way I have acted with you after I chose you, after I realized my feelings for you. I do not want to talk about the past or either the future, because the only I have is my present, it belongs to me, just like we belong together, to one another.

Tonight, I am asking you for one chance, the only one that counts, the only one that matters. True love does not need second thoughts or second shots you taught me that, The first impression is the real (true) expression of the self. True love waits, does not rush anything. True love stays, does not go anywhere. And as Carrie Bradshaw once said: 'Maybe our girlfriends are our soul mates and guys are just people to have fun with.' Just look at your window NOW!"

Suddenly, I am listening to a different version of 'Check Yes Juliette!' It is kind of a live, an acapella one, but I am sure it is NOT coming from my iPod anymore. I am walking to get close to my window. I need to open it but is still rainy. Although, if I want to go out, I am going to get wet, so I rather open the window.

Someone is singing on the street. Apparently is giving a serenade to somebody else. WOW! Marvelous voice, tune, pace.

FOR THE FUCK OF ALL SAKE! It is Nova Waltz out on the street. Standing under the rain! She is dedicating me the most romantic and alternative song ever! She is totally soaked, but still looks like an angel to me.

I do not know what to do or how to react to her thoughtful, romantic performance, so I go downstairs and open the door. It does not even matter if I get wet, too. My girl is here! SHE CAME FOR ME. She wants to be with me. She is telling me this with her song as well as she already did with her letter.

I stay, staring at her with mesmerized eyes, passion, with gratefulness, but most of all, with love, pure love. She is the most spontaneous, bohemian and cheesy person I have ever met. The first girl that I kissed and the last one for sure!

I remember Between the Raindrops;

"Take me now, the world's such a crazy place,

When the walls come down, you know Ill be here to stay...

There's nothing I would change, knowing that together everything that's in our way

We're better than alright!"


When she finishes the song, I instant hold her in my arms and kiss her like I have never kissed before. And she kisses me, like I have never been kissed before.

LIKE THE VERY FIRST TIME!

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