sheik and the american √

ch.28

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I landed in Australia and thought about what I was going to do. I decided I would go to Brisbane and see if there was a job I could get.

Surely there would be right? I mean I hope so or else I just came to a country that I didn't know anything about, again. I did have a couple hundred dollars, so I decided to get an apartment and see if I could rent it.

First I went to see if there was any job openings. I saw one for a cashier at a café so I went in and asked if the opening was still open.

Luckily they said yes and also said that I could start tomorrow if I would like to. I told them I would love to and with that I left the cafe with a job and hope that I could survive here.

A couple hours later I found an apartment that had one bedroom, one bathroom a kitchen and a living room in one. I went in and asked them if I could rent the apartment and told them I could give them a couple hundred dollars up front.

They said that I could move in whenever so I decided I would move in that day. They gave me a key and I went into the apartment.

It was small, but cozy. I could make it work. I went to a store and bought some food and drinks along with a sleeping bag and a couple pillows.

I then went back to you apartment and decided to take a nap.

For a while my routine was get up, get coffee, go to work, get lunch, go back to work, go to the apartment, eat dinner, sleep, repeat.

I never really wanted to go to sleep. My dreams were filled with hope that James didn't forget about me. Hope that we could be a family. I knew my dreams wouldn't become reality because he gave up on us. I gave up on us.

On the fifth day of me being in Australia I could feel that something was going to happen. I didn't know if something was going to happen for the better or for worse.

I went to work like always then when it was time to go back to the apartment I said my good byes and walked out the door.

I walked the ten minute walk to my apartment and saw that there was a black car in the front of my building. I wonder if anyone got a new car.

It looked nice. I walked up the stairs to my room and went for the lock and saw that it was unlocked. That seemed strange. I thought I locked it this morning when I was going to work.

I dismissed the thought and went inside. I went into my living room so I could watch TV when I saw something occupying my couch.

I walked near it and saw that it was James. Only he has a couple days old beard and it made him look older than he actually was.

"What are you doing here." I said trying to put no emotion into my voice.

He turned his head toward me and and stood up." I wanted to see you. I thought I would give you some time to yourself and in turn that would help me figure out why you left me."

He wanted to see me? So does that mean he still cares about me?

"What about what your dad was saying about me?"

" It wasn't about you Jane. It was about Marissa, my step mom. My dad adores you he would never want you to leave me."

I decided to put down my wall when he said that. I let the tears in my eyes flow and went over to hug him. We met midway and just stood there holding each other.

In that moment I knew that I would never leave him again and he would never leave me.

I don't think that I could leave him. He belongs to me and I belong to him. We were made for each other.

THE END

There will be an epilogue.... Later.....