COMPILATION of ONE SHOT STORIES

It Was Always You (II)

He stood there hovering at me as I looked up to him, asking the gods why I have to see him the soonest. I didn't know what to say nor how to react. Should I just run or should I just stay and tell him to leave me? Should I talk to him about the past two years? Tell him that I am in love with him and that I was sorry because I only have realized it after he left me?

"May I?" He asked motioning to the bench, oh he wants to sit next beside me. I nodded my head and move a little bit to the left. "It's been a long while since I have been this close to you." I nodded my head as he tried to converse with me. And I, on the other side, couldn't still utter a single word because of the emotions that overwhelms me.

"Aren't you going to say anything to me? Are you just going to stare at me, Nicole?" He asked me as he tilted his head to inch closer towards mine. "Cat caught your tongue Nicole?" He asked as he slowly lowered his head. Our lips are only inches away. I looked at his lips and gulped. Oh my god, is this really happening?

"Uh, A... Adrian." I uttered his name and put my hand in his chest. I averted my look to his eyes and saw that he was staring at me intently. And I am drowning in his eyes. "I missed you." I said in a small voice. I quickly avoided his gaze. Stupid, Nicole. Why did you say that?

"Oh," that was all that he said. There was an awkward silence after my stupidity. That's all? I think he didn't missed me at all. I think he doesn't love me anymore. And that fucking hurts.

"Nice to see you, Adrian." I forced a smile and stood up. I started to walk away as my tears fell. I really am so stupid. What am I thinking? That he'll tell me he missed me after those two long years?

I went inside the mansion and fought my way to get to the stairs. I wanted to be alone, I wanted to drown my sorrow with my pillows. Slip myself in the duvet and cry silently.

And that's what I did as soon as I arrived at my room. I changed my gown into my satin nightgown and when I lay down on the bed, tears automatically streamed down.

I dated quite a few numbers of men. But we never lasted longer than six months. I tried to forget Adrian, but I just couldn't bring myself to let go. I know I sounded so stupid that I was the one who pushed him away and I am acting like this right now. I hurt him first, and I deserved this.

He probably knew my previous relationships, being a heir of such a wealthy family, my life is documented and is all around the news. And at first, I thought if he ever see me on the news with someone else, he'll show up and then we could talk about us and we can finally be together. But that didn't happen.

I spent two years trying to forget him. Trying to bury deep down the love that I have for him, but I couldn't get pass it. It's too hard especially if you are very much in love with the person.

When I saw him, I couldn't exactly pinpoint what I was feeling. Whether I am delighted that he is within my reach, scared that he might have already moved on, be mad at him because for those two years he hadn't tried to contact me, or whether I should just completely ignore him and act as if I already have forgotten him.

And now, I know that this time, I wouldn't be able to ignore him. His family and mine will be united. Whether I like it or not, my life's been already planned. From the date of my return, everything that I do is written out and been decided for me. All I have to do is do them and be the most perfect daughter and heiress. It's like there is an itinerary that I must follow.

I heard a soft knock on my door and I fixed myself before opening the door.

"I was looking for you and I couldn't find you so I decided to look for you in your room. Are you okay? What happened? Your parents are looking for you so that you could give your thank you speech." Nicholas told me as he entered my room. I sighed and sat at the edge of my bed, he did the same.