where wings can fall

Jane

"I wasn't always the one being hunted. I used to be the hunter.. "
The words that stood out the most were written in black ink, it seemed like it was her very own handwriting .

She was being hunted? I thought to myself. Who would want to chase down my mom. The woman who left an impact on every person she met. The woman that was spoken so greatly about and seemed to not piss anyone off?

Maybe there was more to it, maybe everyone was hiding...

My phone light ups and it's Ryan,  holy crap i think  to myself , i have a date in only 30 minutes.

I hurry up to the bathroom and start  to get ready. But if this date is going to end well, I need to be prepared. So I don't  rest until I've cleansed, exfoliated, moisturised (the in-shower stuff, v time-saving), shaved, shampooed, conditioned, shampooed again, conditioned again (they do it twice in salons, don't they?) and then moisturised again, just for luck. 

I'm  ready just as Ryan's  car pulls up in the driveway and i thank god for his timing. So being the girl that i am,  i apply another layer of the nude lipstick just to make sure it stays in place the whole night.  I decided to go for a simple but dressy strapless dress.  The maroon dress really accentuated my curves and made me feel confident.  No wonder my mother loved it,  it was once hers ofcourse.

Ryan rings the doorbell then heads to his car and waits for me,  i take it upon myself to just watch him a little before i head out.  How can someone  love this emotional distraught human being that i am?  I mean don't  get me wrong , i love Ryan .alot. but I'm  starting to feel that maybe i should be more.  Do more for him,  he deserves it.

Being just the right amount of late i head out and enter the car.  Ryan smiled the kind of smile that makes him look like he won the lottery and I love it.

"you look gorgeous babe, " Ryan  says his cheeks turning a  bright red making me giggle.

"still so shy I  see, " i laugh a little and plant a small kiss on his cheeks.  The drive isn't  awkward it was more of a  'is there anything left to say' kind of car ride.

Traffic.  What a great distraction it is,  Ryan  looks at me as we're  stuck in traffic  and just as he was about to lean in for a kiss;  the traffic unfolds and all we can hear are people's honks from behind us.

"Were here!!" Ryan screams at the top of his lungs.

"here where? " all i can see are trees , a whole load of trees,  and heights.  I hate heights i think  to myself.  What the hell is Ryan up to this time.

" ok so hold up , i know you hate heights but this is such a special place and i can guarantee you'll  have a blast, " he blurts as if he can  read my mind.

We walk through what feels like a never ending garden until we reach this one specific tree.  It's  beautiful.  I wonder what this place means to him.

"this place was my grandmothers, before she passed away she showed me around and told me something I'll  always remember,  Ryan this place  is sacred , come here with those who matter, " Ryan  told me as a tear escaped the corner of  his eye and rolled down his cheeks.

I hugged Ryan  for what felt like a decade  until he broke it off and led the way.

The silver stairs spiraled up the sides  of the tree. The stairs led the way into the canopy and then up to the top  was a deck within the branches.  Ryan had such a perfect setting set up.

We talked.  We ate.  And the rest was forgotten.

" you're  always welcome up here,  even if we're  not together  anymore, this place is yours aswell, " Ryan  randomly says.  And i couldn't  think of a better place , the new york sirens blared and our lips met.

We stared at the stars for a while.  Each of us thinking about what lies ahead for both of us. 

'I wasn't always the one being hunted. I used to be the hunter' was all i could think about .

The night was perfect,  the weather was perfect. I wondered where my mom was right now..