Chapter 21

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I just stood there, hearing the rain get heavier and heavier, looking up at his gorgeous face, and completely forgetting how to speak. I was just speechless. I had to scan his face for a bit, just to make sure he wasn't just saying that out of the passion of the kiss. But his face remained straight, one eyebrow slightly raised.

"What?" I asked in a hushed tone, as if I didn't want anyone to hear.

He let out a small laugh and his smile faded quickly. "It sounds crazy, but Margaret Eve I need to spend the rest of my life with you. What we have here? Is not enough. You know, even spending our whole lives together isn't enough. I cannot get enough of you." I lowered my gaze and tried to fully absorb what was happening right now.

"Dominic, I know. But.. can this wait?" I felt stupid for saying that, but if I didn't have a whole college education ahead of me, I would gladly say yes. But I can't. I just don't quite feel 18, when I am. And it's such a big change to everything if I were to say yes.

"Wait? Are you..." He furrowed his brow. "Margaret... I've been waiting. Waiting so so long to ask you. Too long. And now I have. I love you more than I love myself, that is the truest thing that could ever come out if my mouth."

I felt a lump in my throat, and the familiar burning in my face when I'm about to cry. "I just... this is so soon. I love you, Dominic, so much. But what about college?"

He laughed again and rubbed his wet face. "What about college? Margaret... stay here. Please, baby." He stepped closer. Stay here?! Just dump UCLA for Dominic?

"Are you out of your mind? Dominic, you even said that this isn't like any old day of high school, this is college! How can you just beg me to stay now, like it's no big deal?" I asked, raising my voice a bit. He bit down on his bottom lip, hard, and turned his head to look away.

"I'm sorry. Sorry I ever asked." He said sharply and started walking away.

"Dominic, where are you even going? Your car is here!" I yelled through the rain. I watched him walk cooly onto the next door neighbor's lawn.

"Well, I need my keys, don't I? And my keys were tossed across a yard, weren't they?" He smiled and looked down at the grass to find his keys. When he found them he bent down to pick them up and walked back to me. I found myself blocking the door.

"Don't go.." I said quietly. He gave me a half grin, showing a small dimple. I felt the butterflies enter my stomach.

"Well, baby, there's not much else to talk about, is there now? So..." He tried reaching behind me for the handle, but I moved closer to the door.

"But, shouldn't we talk more? You can't just..." I just stopped talking. Why did I want him to put up a fight? Why did I not want him to accept it, just like that?

"Can't just what? Not argue?" He smirked knowingly. I squinted at him.

"Don't be cocky. You can't be cocky right now!" He chuckled at this.

"Yes, I can. You said no, so I guess I can get over it. I'm not going to change your mind, so obviously nothing will." I felt stuck. What was I supposed to say? How could I say what I needed to without feeling totally pathetic?

"I just, well... why are you just accepting it? Why aren't you fighting for me?" Yeah. Totally pathetic.

He looked up at the sky, a grin on his lips. "Because, what am I to do? You're saying no, and you do have college ahead of you. I can't ruin your life, can I?" He looked back down at me when he said those words, which stung terribly. This is what he thought? He thought he would ruin my life? It hurt to just think that.

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