Part 11

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'Wanna sit down?' Luke makes a gesture to the brown leather couch, which proudly seems to fill up the whole right back corner of the farmers house.

I nod enthusiastically whilst sitting down, and I wrap my arms around Luke and plant a kiss on his cheek when he sits down beside me.

'God Luke, I've missed you so much...' I moan in the crook of his neck. 

'Tess, believe me, I think I'm still dreaming. It's like you fell down from heaven or something. I've got so many questions for you!' He shoots me a smile before planting a kiss on my forehead, and then he wraps his arms around me too. His baby blue eyes meet mine and I feel my knees getting weak. He's such a gorgeous guy, wow. 'Like...' Luke continues. 'Where have you been? How are you doing? How did you meet Ashton? Did you go back to Toronto instantly... Like.... I really feel like I've missed a chapter or two. Oh wait, correction, a chapter or twenty or something.'

I let out a giggle before putting my head on his shoulder. 

'Yeah, guess I've got tons of stories for you now.... More than before, definitely, haha.' 

'Yeah...' Luke gives me another kiss on my head before continuing: 'Maybe you should wait with telling me everything until my grandparents are back.... then they can hear too.'

'Yeah good idea,' I whisper before lifting my body from Luke's, and I climb on top of him. 'Where are they though?'

'They're in the village, just arranging something about the market I think. They'll be back around three.'

I nod before leaning in again. His body is warm; I can feel it through his baby blue shirt - which definitely match his eyes - and I give him a kiss on his lips. He doesn't hesitate; he grabs my face with his two hands and kisses me back. His kiss is warm, passionate, and careful... It's like I've arrived home.

We make out for about 5 minutes before Luke pulls back and wraps his arms around me. He presses me to his chest and gives me another warm hug. His scent; softer, less manly but still very distinctive, just like Ash's, fills my nose and I let out a soft moan. 

'Lucas.... I've missed you so much, I can't... I just can't believe I'm here with you now.'

'I know... right...' Luke mumbles back as he buries his face in the crook of my neck. Damn, nothing can beat this moment. Until.... I think of Ashton for a second. How he'll be in Elmwood Village by now. How he must've spent at least 200 dollars on some black and some white taxi rip offs. 

I push the thought of Ashton out of my head, focussing on Luke, his blue ripped dusty jeans, his shirt which matches him so well, the quiff and length of his hair just the way I remember it. I lean a bit back and take a look at his gorgeous face, before giving him a quick kiss, as I look at him again. His eyes - filled with happiness - look directly back into mine. He looks so happy, a bit tired too, but mainly happy. 'How do you feel, princess?'

I close my eyes for a moment.

'Tired... but I couldn't feel better. This is all I want.' I lean in and give him another kiss on his soft lips, before saying: 'All I want is you Luke.'

He lets out a soft chuckle, just the way he can, and wraps his arms around me, tighter than before. 'You can take a nap in my lap if you want.'

'Don't you have work to do?'

'Nah, today is my day off.'


I wake up when the front door opens. I'm quickly being reminded of where I am; at some place safe; and open my eyes. Luke's arms are wrapped around me, and my body is covered with a grey, woolen blanket. 

'Hey Luke, can you help out with taking the-' I hear Elizabeth say, before abruptly stopping on the doorstep. 'No, no! No way! Tessa! Tessa but... how.... oh gorgeous, come!' 

Elizabeth runs towards me as I stand up and we give eachother a warm hug. 'Walt, come and have a look darlin'!'

Elizabeth's face is just the way I remember it; warm, red cheeks, a gorgeous smile and grey hair. She looks so happy, wearing a smile from ear to ear.

'Elizabeth, what needs....-' and Walt comes inside. I'd rarely seen him smile, but his face brights up as he sees me. I end the hug with Elizabeth as he comes towards me and gives me a hug, I'm slightly surprised, since Walt always was quite a distant, slightly blunt man, but his hug is warm and truly meant. 'Well well, look at you!' he says as he grabs my shoulders and takes a look from my toes to my face. 'You're looking good young lady! Where have you been? How have you been?'

'Ah, we've got so many questions for you!' Elizabeth smiles as she puts her hand on Luke's shoulder, who still sits in the sofa. 'But first things first, would you guys like some fresh pie? We brought some from town.'

'Ah yes please,' Luke smiles as he takes my hand and guides me to the kitchen table. We all sit down whilst Elizabeth unwraps the pie from a paper bag. It smells sweet, and gives me a thought of how stereotypical farmy this household is. I love it.

'Welcome back honey. Wow. Here you go,' Elizabeth says as she hands each of us a plate of pie.

'You've truly surprised us today,' Walt smiles as he takes a big bite of his pie.

'I know... can you imagine how I felt,' Luke laughs. I smile back. 'But baby, go on, tell us everything.'

'Well....' I start off. 'What do you not know...? Like.... do you know what exactly happened in Elmwood a while back?' 

The table falls silent as they all loose their smiles. They all shake their head simultaniously. 'Nothing?' I ask in surprisement.

'You were gone... you never returned that day the two of us went to the market together,' Elizabeth sighs. 'I waited for three hours, but you were nowhere to be found. And a part of the village was blocked by the cops, so I didn't manage to take a look for you there... but... I never heard of you again, basically. None of us did.'

My eyes widen before my eyebrows narrow. 

'What? But.... did no-one tell you?' I ask surprised. Luke just shakes his head.

'It's like you had dissappeared from the globe Tessa.' Luke sounds sad.

'Oh...' I'm just looking for words for a minute. My pie has been half-eaten on my plate, and even though it's delicious, I lose my appetite. 'Well.... I better tell you then.' I smile eventually.

The others at the table smile at me and nod agreeingly. 

'Whenever you're ready sweetheart.'


'Okay.... well.... it all started that day we went to the markets together.' 

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