Beautiful Disasters [complete]

The Calm Before The Storm

Twelve hours earlier...

Chanel's POV

Loving someone is feeling and living blindly. You're not in control of any of it and play everything by ear.

The act of loving someone is so powerful it almost takes away every part of you: it chips at your strongest barriers and strips away at the fort you hid behind the front. Love tears you open and demands to be let in; it is an unstoppable force.

To me, love is a force just as powerful as magnetism and gravity, if not, more. Love has no barrier and transcends everything. 

My love for Sebastian is beyond words. We are beyond time and all things comprehendible. Our love is magic and unlike anything I've seen in the movies, read in the books, and dreamed about. I love him in a way I have never felt before.

Which is why I find myself longing to feel his touch graze my shoulder, his breath fanning my face, and his scent wrapping around me. I just want to feel him. I just want him.

My inner conscience interrupts my temptations, though. Reminding me of why I felt like we needed a break in the first place. He knew about it all. He didn't report it or anything. He knew. He knew. He knew. 

The betrayal and the hurt can't be placed in words and despite how upset I might be, I still love him. He was my guardian angel. Who knows how far Chase would've gotten if Sebastian hadn't stepped in? Although he could've proven my stance and saved me emotional torment at the hands of Tasha, Chase, and the rest of their goons – I think he had done enough already. It was me who owed him, not the opposite way around.

Still, he could've helped me. Been there for me. Showed me support when no one else would. 

I shook my head. I need to think about something else. Anything but Sebastian.

My phone pings on cue and I think my brightest stars for sending this distraction my way.

Chloe: Hey Chanel! Wanna hang out today?

Chloe and I have taken to social media to reconnect. Although we made plans to meet a long time ago, a lot of stuff came up in both of our lives. It doesn't really matter because we made up for it by chatting constantly on Instagram. For the first time in a long time, I had a female friend that I trusted and could confide in. Although I haven't told her much about Chase, she does have an idea of everything else about me. I have found that by not telling people about the incident, I can move on slowly, one day at a time. And most importantly, she supports me like a true friend, like someone I never had.

Chanel: For sure! Why don't you come over? I don't really feel like going out today... 

Chloe: That sounds great! I'll bring some snacks and we can watch a movie!

I smiled, laughing to myself. How thoughtful.

Chloe: What time should I come over at?

Chanel: How about after seven? My parents are leaving tonight, again. Another business meeting overseas. You can come and provide company! :P

Chloe: Does eight work? I have work until seven thirty.

Chanel: Sounds good! See ya!

With that, I shut off my phone and began doing some chores around the house. With my parents leaving and packing up, it surely was a mess. My lovely parents weren't home yet as they were still at work but that's okay, I had my playlist to keep me entertained.

Get You by Daniel Caesars came on and I began to hum along to the lyrics while making my bed. With my headphones in and the sunlight pouring in, it was utterly blissful. I felt at peace. I felt rested. I felt easy.