A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter seventy

*mollys prospective*
I had went home that day, hadn't came back for a while. Three days doesn't seem like a while but in the moment it was like eternity. But now I was missing him. My heart was wrenching for him.
I sitting in Andrews car staring out the window. Fumbling with my fingers. There was rain coming down from the dark storm clouds. They reminded me of timothys eyes, yet his was a shade lighter these where just gloomy.
"Are you okay?" My head turned to see Andrew staring at me with concern. I nodded my head and diverted my eyes. He probably knew it was a lie but I was thankful he didn't push it. I was a nervous reck inside. I had been avoiding him for three long dreadful days. And now it was time to face him and tell him anything.
I remember waking up on Monday morning, the first thought that came to my mind was Timothy, second thought was jasper. I had an emotional battle with which one I would chose. The battle inside my mind lasted all day. I couldn't focus on anything. All I could hear were my screaming subconsciousness telling me which one to chose. That night I slept a restless sleep. I kept tossing and turning trying to shut out the constant argument going on inside my head. It felt like there where more voices than my own. Tuesday morning I woke. Refreshed with no voices in my heads. I decided to end my troublings once and for all. I grabbed a penny from my nightstand. Heads jasper tails Timothy. I flicked it in the air and silently I chanted Timothy. Before it landed I knew my decision. When it landed on heads I didn't even think about it. I had known this trick and had done it for most of my life's problems. Flip a penny and you will chant which option you want more. That's how you know what your heart wants. I was content with myself all day with my decision. And now finally Wednesday morning is here and I am on my way to the destination that will change my life.

We finally pulled up to the hospital and I jumped out before the truck came to a complete stop.
"Thanks" I mumbled under my breath. I practically sprinted like I was in the Olympics to get to the automatic sliding doors. The warm air invaded the autumn night as I stepped into the hospital. The smell of nurses and patients injected into my nostrils and I kept putting one foot Infront of the other. I was like a robot. My eyes looking ahead of me. Once again I was sourrounded by the white of the hospital. I moved at an efficient place and once I got to my destination I wished I would have walked slower. To collect my thoughts.
I tapped lightly on the door. When there was no response I walked in silently.
I stood in the shadows hoping they'd hide my fearful face. My hands shook with nervousness and I was dying inside from anticipation. He laid there sleeping. His well built chest rising and falling gently. He looked so peaceful.
I started to walk over there and didn't see the small table Infront of me. I tripped over it my body landing like a pancake on the floor. My hands slapped the marble floor and I could feel the grit under my hands from people walking in here. I scurried up and flattened myself against the shadowed wall. He stirred in his sleep and mentally I slapped myself.
This was the moment I was waiting for. To express my true feelings.
He sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes the way a little kid would.
"Who's there?" His wide eyes squinted and he searched in the shadows for me.
"M-me." My voice came out in a stutter and to top it off I stuttered. Just to show how nervous I was.
"Molly?" His voice cracked and I noticed the red rimming around his eyes like he'd been crying. Yet maybe it was only sleep still crouching behind his eyes.
"Yes?" I tried to sound more confident but failed miserably.
"Why are you here?" His voice was stern but shook slightly. Showing his bluff.
I waited what felt like forever but was only a few seconds.
"I c-chose y-you." I mumbled under my breath quickly.
"I told you not to come here. Unless you chose." He must of not heard me.
"I chose you." I said loudly.
He was caught off gaurd and looked at me for what seemed like five minutes. His hands slightly shook and then his eyes lit up and a dazzling smile went on his face.
"What?"
"Im choosing you." I said with confidence.
He gulped and looked at me wide eyed, that million dollar smile still plastered on his face.
He opened his arms and I went rushing into them. I missed the comfort of them. I missed the saftey of them. I missed them. All of them.
"I'm sorry I was so rough on you." He mumbled into my hair while stroking it slightly.
"It's okay, it gave me time to think." His chest muffled my words.
He stroked my back and whispered soothing words into my ears. In that moment I forgot all my troubles. I forgot why I had been sad for all these years, what my past had been like. all those things fled my mind. The only thing was comfort and safety. All those nights where I had been lonely, crying and in emotional pain was now gone. I had chose the right decision. I knew he had been the right decision all this time. I knew that he had been right for me. And if I believed in fate then this would of been my fate. Being with Timothy sterling porter. The boy with the sparkling grey eyes. The boy with the charming unique smile. Whose mother named him Timothy because she knew one day he'd be strong and that suited him, who's middle name is sterling like after sterling silver because his eyes shined almost that exact color. He was unique in all those ways. My destiny was to be with him. In his arms, in his safety. Yet that exact thought had scared me. I ran from it. I ran as fast as I could. My fate creeping up on my heels after me. And now it was time to stop running, turn around, look fate in the grey eyes and embrace it. I knew he could erase the pain perminately. And I was ready for that.
I was ready to overcome life's battles with my sterling sliver knight right beside me, protecting my blind side.