Fractured Heartstrings

Ch 19

Third persons POV
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The feeling they both lagged through, during the months of being away from each other; was truly unbearable. But the feeling they both went through now, was the best of all.

"I love you, and I don't ever say it enough" he laughed, smiling forehead to forehead. He couldn't be anymore grateful than he was right now, and she couldn't be any more happy to have the boy she deeply loved in her grasp once again.

Cheers and hollers awoken them from their starring silence of gratefulness joy. William and Alyssa both laughed as they turned to see the Nylander's smiling, cheering and clapping. They had all - his family, fallen in love with Alyssa the moment William introduced her. They were in the highest of hopes if he was loyal enough, she'd be the one that would teach him differently and set the other girlfriends apart. They were truly remarkably faithful, that she'd be the one that William would marry.

"I say we go inside, enjoy every damn moment we have with each other?" William smiled, lacing his fingers with Alyssa as she laughed and followed behind him. His family immediately taking her back in the most gentlest and welcoming arms.

She, on the other hand, felt so incredibly mortally ashamed and more so guilty. The disgusting bulky feeling of guilt, for the things she put him through and the pain she horrifically caused. But that was all the strangest thing, you never really know how life plans out - how life works out. A game that's never easily predicted - or even predicted or guess at all.

But she believed in the power of love, more so than he even knew. She believed in the none sense of love conquered all, as equally cheesy it sounds - she believed it in so passionately. Love was odd, clearly. Some try searching for it and never find it, while others land among the luckiest.

But as Alyssa tried to dry of her cloths in the front of his parents entrance, she couldn't hold back anything anymore. She was tired of the hiding, the sob she held back dearly was about to rip right through her mouth.

She froze, before finally sobbing her rusty heart out, wordily as it was in front of him. "I can't believe the things I put you through--" she started as William immediately spun to the gleaming eyes she had.

He smiled, shushing her softly, but kissing her heavenly. Trying his hardest to make her deepest of worries and tearing of thoughts, just float away. The last he needed, after all the pain he convicted of himself - was to see the girl he had finally gotten; upset and blaming herself. He didn't need any of that right now, the simplest of things only mattering - was she was with him.

"How about we go upstairs?" William suggested softly, after their passionately heavenly kiss. His family was settled in the kitchen, and he really didn't need them hearing anything. Although kissing publicly never bothered him, but speaking of events and feeling his parents didn't need to know - quite frankly he feared of.

Alyssa nodded with her lightly sounding of a sniffle, holding onto the hand of her lover that led the way. She couldn't help but smile, realizing she had somehow gotten everything she ever dreamed of.

"Here's my room, I mean the one I used to grow up in. My parents live in Boston and ... " his voice fainting softly as he noticed her sadness and flowing tears, presumably speaking of bedrooms wasn't going to fix anything.

William signed and sat on the edge of his old bed, frustratingly combing his fingers through his hair. He wanted to comfort her in every possible way there was in existence, but he was fearing of screwing up once more.

"How are you not mad at me William? I occasionally walked out on you and never spoke face to face with you ... " she sniffled, creasing her eyebrows and forehead.