Chapter Twenty-Two

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1966

Rochelle POV

Years past since I've seen Elvis of course we talk on the phone but only for a while since Priscilla is living in Graceland its hard to communicate. Me and Billy eneded up together, we got married last year and life is perfect. More than I can imagine.

But Elvis has been in the papers recently about marrying Priscilla which brought back a little of feelings I had left which I never thought I had any left.

I stared blankly at the newspaper in my hand Wondering what life would have been like with Elvis, when I felt arms around me.

"Why are you reading that?" Billy kissed my neck as he asked.

"I dunno, dumb of me uh?" I smirk I turned the paper around to some silly kid comic and turned towards Billy.

"We have a life now Elle, a pretty danm good one too. There's no need for him." He replied, I wrapped my arms around his waist kissing him.

"Your right... I know. It just happend to be on the front page is all." I lied. I love my life with Billy, how free I can be. Before Elvis could barely walk outta his house without fans screamin' and now I have a quiet life with Billy.

"Uhm Well I have some Interesting News that might just cheer you up." Billy sat across from me handing me a letter.

I raised a brow and started to open it. The first line read You've been accepted.. He joined the military.

"Billy... Why?" I looked up at him, he had the biggest smile that warmed my heart.

"This is a fresh start baby, think about it. We have to move to Texas a small little house On an acre." Billy gushed about a new adventure. While I was still stuck in the past.

"Billy we already have a Life here, our family. I don't wanna just get up and leave." I frowned, I hated fighting but I don't want to leave.

"Baby, this will be perfect. I promise."Billy cupped my cheeks, I nodded and he kissed me gently.

Elvis POV
Priscilla has been on my case all year bout Marriage, just like Rochelle was. I love Priscilla I really do but I imagine my life with Elle. Telling our kids how we knew eachother our whole life, Watching them grow.

"Baby..." Priscilla wrapped her arms around my neck. She kissed my neck unbuttoning my shirt.

"Cilla im not in the mood." I groaned, moving away from her. She frowned.

"You're always in the mood... Did I do something wrong." She questioned.

"No, No baby. It's just... Im tired is all." I reasurred her, I kissed her cheek as I made my way ouside the front porch of Graceland.

I seen a car pull up in the drive way which I havent seen in a long time, realizing it was Billy's car. But billy wasn't in it, only Rochelle.

I raised a brow as I watched her get out of the car, her brown hair flowed as she made her way towards me.

"Elvis...." She hugged me tightly, I was a little taken back since I haven't seen her in almost 5 years.

I hugged her back equally has hard and whipped her tears that fell. "I've missed you so." She whispered. I brought her into Graceland in the living room  and sat her down next to her to talk.

She caught me up on her life with billy how she loves being married but how hard it is.

"I never thought it would be this hard Elvis, maybe you we're right about marriage." She whipped her tears.

"You guys will figure it out, I know it." I replied, but what i really wanted to tell her was how much I wanted to be married to her, how my life isn't complete without her. How much I messed our relationship up.

"Will we?" She looked up at me, I looked down at her lips, and wondered how she would feel if wd kissed. But I held back when Priscilla came in.

And I know Rochelle felt the same when she stared back at my lips as Priscilla told me she was going to visit her mother in German for a couple of weeks.

It was getting late and I knew Rochelle was going to leave. As we walked out of Graceland I took her hand.

"Stay with me, just for the night." I questioned, the last 2 hours we're the best hours of my life and I never wanted it to end.

"Elvis... I have to get home. "A small tear fell down her cheek.

"Elle, ive never missed anyone more in my life than my mama since you left. But I just want this one night. Please." I begged, I couldnt let her leave my life agian. And she nodded, shutting the front door.

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