Fix the mistake. (ON HOLD)

Chapter 23

Margaret's P.O.V.

I got on the boat. Actually, I am pretty scared but I managed to drive it myself. I know the doctor said 'rest and be free of any stress' but I'm not gonna get home if I don't drive this damn boat! I know Andrew isn't coming to get me. For fuck's sakes, he doesn't even know where I am.

As I was driving, I had noticed the beautiful sunset. It brought a smile unto my face, reminding me of the beautiful sunsets that Andrew and I would watch in New York. However, it also made me realized that I am alone without Andrew at this moment. Without any knowledge if he still cares for me or not. My phone started to buzz which put me out of thought.

Andrew's P.O.V.

I dialed Margaret's phone but she refused to answer. I got the voicemail again, I left a message but I doubt she'll even listen to it. For crying out loud, I just want to know she's safe. Why can't she pick up the goddamn phone. As I stood in the middle of the barn that is being completed with decorations for the wedding on Saturday, I heard the door open.

"Margaret?" I yelled as walk - well jogged - to the door.

But to me disappoint it wasn't her.

"Gert? What are you doing here? Don't you think you've done enough? I don't know where my fiancé is, I don't know if she'll still marry me. I don't know because you took away all my chances. All because of your 'goodbye kiss' crap." I yelled which left her speechless. I could see the guilt in her eyes so I decided to relax my posture a little and apologize.

"It's ... I understand. I'm here to apologized. I just want to let you know that Jeff told me he was with Margaret. He couldn't reach your phone so he called me instead. He said that she's driving a boat back here." She said and turned away to leave.

"Thank you." I whispered. I put my hand on my head and asked her to stay.

"I don't think ... what if Margaret comes? I don't want to make things worst." She said in a low voice.

"When she comes - if she comes - we will explain everything. There is nothin between us. We both know that, we will explain it to her. You and I will." I answered.

"What will you tell her? I mean ... exactly." She asked.

"I will tell her, uhm. I will tell her that -" I mumbled.

Margaret's P.O.V.

I fished my phone out of my little purse and it was Andrew. I hesitated on answering, I realized I wasn't ready to talk to him so cancelled the call.

I decided that I better get to Andrew's house before the sky get too dark.

Before I reached the dock, the sky was colliding with deep colors of dark blue to purple to deep orange.

"Margaret!" I heard someone yell. The loud voice urged me to look up.

AUTHOR'S NOTE!
Sorry if it's short. I hope you enjoy this chapter! *virtual hugss*