A Second Chance

Chapter 4

After my session with Oliver, I've been sitting on my bed at home... Thinking, which is dangerous territory for me to be entering right now. Specifically, because I just had my session with Olly, but also because I have a mind like mine...

I don't think anyone truly understands what love is but I do, I've felt it. Love is the feeling you get when you look into the eyes of that person that makes you smile. When you feel that if that person were gone, pieces of your heart would be gone too. Love is the smile on their face when they see you. Love is the shortness of breath you get when you see them. Love is the admiration, compassion, and sincerity in everything you see them do.  Love isn't about just saying and meaning those 3 special words. Love is about meaning EVERY word that you say to them.

Love isn't something to be played with. It is beyond fragile. It is brittle but beautiful and it can become infinite. But all of that can crumble when your heart is shattered. The pain of that can never be truly expressed and if you can express that pain. It wasn't True Love.

I may be seeing Olly monthly, but honestly I don't think it is helping. My mind still wanders and thinks about all my happiest memories, turning them into my saddest memories. Most of my happy memories are... were... with Cori, so now they are my sad ones. 

When I saw Cori for the first time, it was at the annual " Winters Charity Ball". It was the first year that I was attending rather than my father. If it hadn't been a Charity event, I probably wouldn't have come. My father never really liked the Winters. I never knew why though and I still don't. That year they were fundraising for orphaned children. A purely good cause. She had walked onto the stage but I never knew who she was at the time. I never knew that the Winters had a daughter because my 'delightful' father never mentioned it. Her looks were not the thing about her that mesmerized me and captured my heart, it was her words.

She spoke about the children. The orphans. She spoke about them needing love more than anything else. She had said that they were the future. That behind a child's flaws was the perfect creation of love. Even if that love never continued. She spoke about how much it broke her heart, to go to orphanages, and be told by children that they weren't loved. Those children may not have their parent's love, but they would always have hers. 

After each word she spoke, I slowly fell in love with her. Her purity. Her perfection. I had to find out her name, so I donated 5 million of my companies money to her cause. My dad almost killed but I mean... who cares. I know its selfish to donate for those reasons but I had to know the name of the girl that made a Louw's heart flutter.  The girl that made William Louw shed a tear. She called me the very next day, told me her name was Corianne Winters but that I could call her Cori.  By that moment I was already beyond infatuated with her. 

We met and the rest is history honestly. I thought I had found my Juliet, quite literally, although shouldn't I be dead too then. 

See this is why I should never be left alone to my thoughts. Olly had warned me. I just have tremendous trouble listening to what people say.

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

YOU HAVE 6 MESSAGES FROM "THE 3 MUSTARDEATERS"

Oh. Lord. I know I asked you to distract me but this is torture.

Matt: HEY PEOPLE!

Matt: Sorry, my autocorrect changed Musketeers to Mustardeaters.

Group name changed from "THE 3 MUSTARDEATERS" TO " THE 3 MUSKETEERS"

Olly: What kind of Autocorrect do you even have????????

Matt: The Matthew kind. Duh! Anyway. Tonight. Williams place. See you there Mustardeaters.