Seeking Serenity

22. Unresponsive Brain

Recap

He pulled a ring out of his pocket.

"Louissa Marie Marx, will you do the honours of marrying me?" 

-X- 22. Unresponsive Brain-X-

 The fork from my hand dropped down, clanking on the ground. My eyes became wide with shock and my mouth hung out wide. My chest somehow still managed to squeeze air out of my lungs. It felt like one of those situations, in which time stands still and the air around settles down with heaviness. 

I looked down at him. He kept his intent gaze at me. My eyes shifted from his face to the ring to Aaron who actually found licking the jelly off the bread more interesting than his father on his knees. 

"Damn it lady, say yes," A woman called from the background.

But I didn't. 

I did the only thing I was good at. I stood up from my seat brusquely saying, " See you at the hotel," and walked out of the restaurant.

I walked out of the safe and protected realm to stranger qualms. I walked away from the only person who has ever made me feel safe. But I didn't stop, I didn't turn back, I just walked on. Shock coveted my features. 

I walked up and down the streets sometimes turning round the corners into strange alleys, stumbling into new roads. My hands were trembling with some emotion that I didn't understand. My forehead was covered with perspiration, maybe because of the heat in the atmosphere or maybe because my brain has been over thinking. 

Guilt rushed into me as I stood at the corner of some street to catch up my breathe. 

Paul has done so much for you dear. He saved you, took you in, sheltered you, and what not.  He even loved you with such pureness, that it should be a sin. He cares for you just the way your father did. You know that he is one of the missing parts of your life. And you know that you love him too.... And we understand each other, I added... yes that too. But what I don't understand is why did you not respond? A no would have suffice too... I don't want to say 'No,' I thought....

Then. Then why did you not say yes? 

 ...a little voice inside my head said.

It made me doubt my own motives. What was my motive to run away? None. I was just shocked. It was a stimuli to compensate for the sudden blockage in head. 

It was wrong on your part to run away Lou, you must've got him worried sick?

 ...the voice said again. 

 Oh yeah! How could I forget that. I removed my mobile from my pocket and messaged him. 

Be at the Hotel, I'll be there soon.  ~Lou

I read the message again and again. I didn't understand what triggered inside me to send this message but I guess I will have to make the move now. This can't end like this. Twelve years of our life can't go in waste just because my unresponsive brain decided it was the perfect time for me to walk out. 

I took a yellow cab back to hotel. Reaching there, I rushed into the lift, up to our room. I fumbled the key card out of my pouch and swiped it. Accepting the card the door opened and I entered the room. 

Paul was visible standing on the veranda.

I took a deep breath, I have to do this, if I don't then no one would. And not just for Aaron, but also for me. I need him and he needs him. We are like pieces of puzzle, made for each other. 

I took slow and small steps towards him. My palms were sweating showing my nervousness. I wiped my hands on the hem of my shirt and trailed, "Paul..."

 He turned tome, swiftly. "I-I.." I had a hard time catching my words. But he interrupted me. 

"Listen if you are talking about the events earlier this evening I am sorry for rushing things up. I just wanted this thing to be eventful and on a special date. If not today, I would've had to wait for another year, which is a long time. And I understand if you want to say 'no' because you might've moved on from me..."

I smashed my lips to his. He first he was surprised, but after the shock, he put his hand around my waist and pulled me close. I wrapped my hand around his neck and deepened the kiss.

I moaned as he ran his tongue over my bottom lip. I quivered with anticipation and opened my mouth for him to enter. His tongue implored every corner and nook of my mouth, causing me to arch.

My hands held on to his soft brown hair and my legs wrapped around his solid torso. He caressed my thighs with his calloused hands as our lips moved in sync. 

Slowly we pulled back, gasping for air. Our foreheads against each others

In heaven had I never thought, a kiss could be so passionate.

"What was that?" Paul asked, flushed with our recent encounter. "I don't know?" I blurted out. 

Gosh brain, have you taken courses on how not to work when you are needed. "I mean yes." I said looking at him with anticipation. His hands found their way around my waist. "Yes what?" He asked confused.

"Yes. Yes, I will marry you." I said breathing out every word softly. I stared at him expectantly. His face turned to one that of being struck with lightning.

"Say something." I said turning my head down.

His hands puckered my chin up. My eyes met his. No words were said yet everything was spoken out loud. The mere eye contact said it all. The moment was electric. My fathers word rushed back to me.

...Remember, sometimes the thing is right in front of you, but you've been looking too deep to see it...

And I understood every word of it.

He pulled my hand out and slipped the ring into my finger. It was the same ring I wore seven years ago on this same day. Silver with black diamond studded on it.

I pulled him into a hug. I knew I couldn't find a better man for me.

Friends my journey was just getting started.

-X-

THE END

Hope you liked the story. I planned on making it realistic rather than cliche. So if you were looking for hot and steamy office romances and a bad boy story, then you will not be reading this. I know I don't have many mushy mushy scenes which many might've been looking forward to, but real love is not like that, especially not between two mature people in their thirties.

I know this is probably not one of my best works, but this is all a person can write in so less days. And you don't actually expect a fifteen year old innocent *shows puppy dog eyes* teenager to drag an explicit story. 

Remember that life is a journey and not an event and love is just a small part of life. Some people find it early, some people stumble upon it late. Some might find it only once while others would have found it a hundred times. Sometimes it is an accident, other times it happens intentionally. But in the end what matters is whether did you enjoy that small part or not.

Signing off,

Amber Tryst

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