Lost Love

Chapter 31

It felt like years since I walked into this house. Everything felt so different but I don't know if it was the fact that dad died that made me feel that way. All I know what that I felt different.
I slumped back on the sofa immediately the door was opened. I felt so tired, like all my strength had been drained. I really needed the sleep; I've not really slept well for quite some time now.
As I was dozing off, I heard Micheal's voice in the distance;
"Charlie? Did you order for extra white roses?"
Extra white roses??? I only ordered for the roses I used at the cemetery. What is he talking about??
My thoughts were all jumbled up together.
"What are you talking about? You saw the roses I ordered and they were used in the cemetery" I told him
"Then what is this at your doorstep?"
Confusion set into my features as I saw a bouquet of white roses neatly wrapped together in a basket in his hands.
"I didn't order for this. It must be a mistake or......
I thought about all those times I received white roses in the past thinking they were all from Micheal. Could this be the same person? But why would someone I do not know be sending me flowers? I was so confused. I looked at the flowers once more and caught sight of a card wedged slightly inbetween. I took it out and it read;
            Dear Charlotte, I'm so sorry for your loss. I wish I could be there for you at this point to make you feel better but I can't now. Receive these flowers as a token of my love to you as I've always shown you. I'm hoping you would want to know the person behind all of this. My number is at the back of this card. Feel free to call- I'm hoping to hear from you......
                    Yours truly, X.
Like the French say, jusqu'à ce que nous nous revoyions
With the little French I've been able to learn since my stay in Paris, I was able to translate that as "till we meet again". That alone was so strange, really really strange- what this person was implying was that we've met before and I can't for the life of me remember such meeting. I turned over the card to see a bunch of numbers- that must be the phone digits the letter was talking about.
This must definitely be the same person; I have no doubt about that.
"What are you thinking about Charlie? Your forehead is all scrunched up" Micheal asked beside me
I had totally forgotten he was even here. I voiced out my worries to him;
"I think this is the same person that has been sending me flowers. I initially thought it was you and I've always wanted to thank you for them because I thought dad told you about our family's love for the flower but I guess I was wrong and now I think the person wa-
"Wow, calm down. You're losing me there. Just take a deep breath and start all over. You don't have to rush, just take your time ok?"
I took a deep breath just like he instructed and started from the beginning- when I started receiving the flowers and everything inbetween till this point. I had the first letter somewhere in my room and I ran upstairs to get it.
"This is it Micheal; if I am right, this letter should be in the same writing as the new one I just received"
He collected it from me and we compared the writing. It was exactly the same. I knew it!
"Ok. So we've established the fact that the two letters are from the same person but what we've not gotten is who the letters are from and the motive behind both letters"
Micheal's question left me silent. Its true that we've known that the letters are from the same person but that's just a piece of the puzzle. We still need to figure the remaining two to get the full picture.
"Well, one thing is for sure- the person must be close to know so much about me like my office, my house, my love for white roses and that dad is dead but I can't just think of anyone right now. I don't have any friends. As to whatever the person wants, its still vague which still leads us nowhere" I replied flatly
Its gonna be so stressful figuring this out. I thought to myself.
"Or we can just ignore it" Micheal said coming closer to me.
"You've been through a lot lately and we haven't even had time for ourselves since our dinner date. We are in a relationship now which means that we share each other's problems. It also means that we help lessen each other's burdens. Let me help you babe" he finished as he stood directly in front of me.
I suddenly felt so nervous. It felt like ages since I've been in this type of situation. When he said babe it felt so surreal. With everything that happened, I totally forgot about the events at our dinner date. He asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes and we kissed. Omg!!!!!!! My face felt hot all over; I must be blushing. I remember every detail of the kiss and it made my toes curl.
With my thoughts running wild, the only thing that brought me back to my senses was when I felt a touch on my cheeks- Micheal's touch to be precise.
I felt like time had stopped when he stared directly into my eyeballs. I couldn't look away; it was like I was rooted there. I just kept staring- he was saying somethings but I couldn't hear as I stared at his plump lips and imagined how they would feel with my lips.
I felt it before it actually happened. He moved in and we started kissing- first slowly like he was afraid he was gonna hurt me then fast like I was his life support. The letters dropped out of my hands as he lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom. The rest they say is history.............

Hahahahahaha......under 18 viewers here please- I'm even under 18.....u did not expect me to include that did you???? How did you like this Chapter??? I like how I was able to fit in 2 different scenes here- from being serious to the horny ending....is it just me or is this place getting hot????? Enjoy your reading my lovely readers...please vote and comment; it means a lot to me and it keeps me going among other factors...love you guys.....
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