Life Isn't A Fairytale

Chapter 37 - Bora Bora

Matt's POV-

So I had asked Kassidy if we could get married not this Saturday, but next Saturday. I was surprised that she agreed because we're getting marred in two weeks. I'm actually really excited. I'm going to marry the girl of my dreams. Yes, we did have issues going on in our lives because of Ashley and Dylan. Ashley and I went to Ontario and I kissed her and Dylan set our house ablaze. I mean, for a life for me and Kassidy, that's pretty hard, consdiering the fact she was suicidal at one point in our relationship. I do remember though, when the first time I saw her walk into the ballroom, I wanted to call her mine. Eventually I did, but Kassidy has been suicidal way before I knew her. She said she became depressed at the age of 11 and began to physically harm herself at the age of 13 and she was still suicidal until 16. She said she tried taking pills, but nothing worked. She tried to shoot herself when she was 14, but her mom caught her, thank God. Later, her mom took her to Kassidy's grandparents' house and she never saw her parents again. I remember when I hugged her, I didn't cry because she was the only person to come and hug me, but it was the fact that I saw white scratches running from her wrist to her inner elbow. As I said before, I wanted to call her mine and if I hadn't seen Kassidy walk into that room, I wouldn't have anybody. Or maybe I'd have Ashley, again. She did date Christian Collins before me, until she referred it as pure hell, so it was awkward when her and Chris were in the same room. Then, I don't know if you recall, she dated Dylan Bryant. I wouldn't even wanna go back to the past of those two. I, personally, consider myself as her best boyfriend she's had. Though, I have heard her say she still ha feelings for Dylan which could mean she might fall for Dylan during this vacation. I'll admit it. When I see her talking to someone else, it makes me wonder what's going on. Am I good enough? Am I not? I'm sorry if I come off as extremely over-protective, but that's me not wanting to lose Kassidy. That's me trying to fight for what's mine. I get jealous because I'm afraid someone's gonna take her away from me. I'm afraid Dylan will show up in her love life again and he'll make her realize I'm not good enough for her. So again, I'm sorry if I'm sounding extremely jealous and protective but, I'm just afraid she won't be mine if Dylan gets in the way. Kassidy knows I'd die for her. If Dylan shot me to death, I died for Kassidy and she knows damn well.

I feel her grab my right hand as I zoom out of my thoughts. "It's time to land!" she excitedly, announces.

I smile and intertwine our fingers to kiss the top of her hand. "I love you, okay?" I ask. Past Kassidy, I see Dylan fidget in his sleep. I sigh, "Okay?"

She smies. "Matt, you know I love you and I know you love me. Why so worried?"

"No reason," I lie.

She rests our collided hands in her lap and she rests her head back on the seat as the plane hits the ground and slowly stops. Once the plane comes to a stop, Kassidy and I grab our carry on's quickly, as do Taylor and Gianna. We run out of the plane, making sure Dylan isn't trailing behind us. We rush to the baggage claim and surprisingly, the bags come out quick. Our bags were behind Gianna's and Taylor's. There's were the first one's out. Taylor and I looked around us and no Dylan. Perfect. Taylor carries Gianna bridal style while running out of the airport with their two bags rolling behind Taylor.

"Hurry guys!" Gianna yells.

I stop and look behind us and I see Dylan grabbing his two bags and begins pacing in our direction. My heart drops. "Kassidy, hop onto my back!" I yell-whisper.

Without hesitating she does, and we run to our reserved taxi, leading us to our cabana. "Mr. Espinosa and Mr. Caniff?" the driver says.

We quickly nod and hop into the car, with Kassidy on my lap and Gianna on Taylor's. The driver jogs to his side and starts the engine. The bumps on the road made it hard for me to see if Dylan was anywhere behind us. Luckily, he wasn't.