Macy's POV:
"So why suddenly let me call you Theo? What made you change?" I asked him after thinking a million times in my mind. "I thought you would never ask" He replied chuckling to himself. He removed his head from my shoulder and suddenly I felt cold. I wanted his touch and his warmth, but I kept quite."My Mother used to call me Theo." He wasn't looking at me, instead he was staring at the orange sky ahead of us. "She was perfect, you know? Always home in time, best cook, great wife and a mother. We couldn't ask for anything more." He sighed deeply and clenched his fists.
I gently unclenched them and interwined our fingers together. I could feel his eyes piercing holes into my skull but I did not dare to look at him. "She was detected with cancer. It broke all three of us. My dad hardly came home, I started partying and drinking at 15, and my mom was getting weak day by day"
"Which stage" I whispered softly. "Stage 4, we couldn't do anything." This time we looked into each others eyes. I expected him to be in tears but instead I could see only sorrow and guilt in them. "When she took her last breath, I was hungover in some guy's party, I wasn't even there with her Macy."
"She asked for me it seems, but when my dad told her that I wasn't at home, she just smiled and said to take care of me and her wish was to see me as a doctor." He concluded. "I don't know what to say honestly" I said looking down at our hands. "You don't need to Macy, your presence is enough" He said kissing the back of my hand.
"I oddly liked it when you called me Theo, it was not like a reminder to my mom. It was something else." I just nodded my head in response. "Do you still regret?" I asked him silently. "Every fucking day" He said angrily. "I am so angry on myself Macy. I fucking hate it that I wasn't there with her during her last days." I made him face me and asked him looking directly into his eyes. "Do you think she would be happy seeing you doing drugs and smoking till you spoil your lungs?"
He opened and closed his mouth but did not reply. I got his answer so I got up and started to make my way back to his car. "Macy wait!" He called out and caught my arm. He stood behind me and I could feel his breath on my neck. Goosebumps erupted all over my body but I stood still to know his next move.
He kissed my neck which made me arch back into his touch involuntarily. It was feather like and so comforting. He rested his face in the croak of my neck and whispered in my ear lightly "it's very difficult Macy. But I want to try, I want to try it with you. Will you help me?"
I just nodded my head in response and moved a little so that he could hug me from behind. That moment was so peaceful, I felt a pure sense of bliss.
Suddenly my phone started to ring, I took it out of my pocket and reality slapped my face when I saw the caller ID.
Matt.
I untangled my self from a very confused Theo and quickly sat inside his car without a word. I cut Matt's call and texted him.
Matt: I'm coming.
The driver side door opened, Theo came in and sat, there was silence in the car for few seconds. That's when I interlocked our pinky fingers together and then interwined our hands together. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time.
Before he started the car,
I felt him squeeze my hand once.
I think then everything started to make sense. Maybe, just maybe I could open up to him. I have this small hope that if I tell Theo my past he wouldn't judge me.
"If he does, then what?" Somewhere a small voice within me called out.
The ride back home was in silence no words were spoken. I saw Matt's car parked in the parking lot and I let out a deep sigh. I retrieved my hand from Theo's and made my way out of the car. I heard him call out for me but I just ignored him and sprinted towards our home.
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Romance********* THIS IS BOOK TWO OF "Captured By Her"******** I highly recommend you to read the first book and then read this one.. orelse it won't make any sense.. !.. you will end up shit confused!..😶 2nd place in romance- The water awards! (Not done...