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When I walk in there are two guys sitting on the couch and one very large vase with a beautiful arrangement of flowers, I guess Melissa has a new boy toy I wonder which one it is they don't seem like her normal jock type though ,but maybe that's a good thing it's only been a little over six months since we have met and she's already had her heart broken twice or so she says it seems a little dramatic to me but to each there own.

I walk in to the bathroom where Melissa is putting the finishing touches on her makeup.

"Hey there Mel , those flowers are incredible which one are they from ?"

"Oh they weren't for me they were on the door steep when I got home they were addressed to someone named Emma , but I don't know an Emma and they are beautiful so there they are !" She laughs to her self

Oh my go this can't be happening how dose anyone know. No one here knows my real name this can't be happening ...

"Umm earth to Ry. what's going on in that pretty little head of yours you look like you've just seen a ghost. Its no big deal there just flowers there wasn't a return address anyways"

"Do you still have the card?"

"Yeah I do it's still in the vase actually why?"

" Errm I just would like to see it sorry if that sounds crazy but can you grab it ?"

"Yeah sure I'll be right back "

Emma Emma Emma .....

"Thank you I'll be in my room, Are you going out?"

"Yeah I will lock up I probably won't be back tonight so have fun , I wish you would come out with me sometime."

"Okay thank you, I know I'm just super swamped with classes and work maybe next time."

In my room I stare at the card trying to understand how this could even be possible "it can't be it just can't be " telling myself trying not to scream. It must had been doctor Kenny she knows my name she is just trying to comfort me ..right... I'll just tell myself that for now. I change in to some yoga pants and a t shirt and go out to get some tea hopefully it will clam my nerves a little, they had to of left by now and I need to check the locks.

"Oh shit I didn't see you, Rylynn right ?"

"It's okay , yeah that's my name, sorry what's your name?"
I ask this tall man standing in my hallway he has the most amazingly stunning emerald eyes they are almost paralyzingly To look in to,I feel a strange warmth in the pit of my stomach

"Hey CJ are you coming ?"
I hear Melissa call from the living room,

"Yes Melissa I'll be right there, My name is Christian James Parker , it was nice to actually meet you Rylynn? I feel like a whole name is a proper introduction ."

"Umm my name is Rylynn Marie Moore."
I don't no what it is about this guy but he makes me nervous it's hard to look into those dark green eyes and lie I immediately look to the floor, a technique that I picked up through the years when I was nervous or scared which was often.

"Well Rylynn Marie Moore that is a nice name it was a pleasure meeting you, but i have to run have a fun night."

And with that he turns on his heels and is gone, in that short time I forgot all my worries I even forgot what i was even in the hallway for. How did he do that, he took my breath away and all it was, was an introduction. He was stunning and those eyes wow, he has light brown wavy hair that just barley feel on his for-head, his white t shirt showed off his muscles and even let you know that he had some tattoos on his chest and down his arms about to his elbow.He had the slightest English accent, i wonder what brought him here, he looks alittle older than me but not to much Is he here for school ? Christian James Parker is 'His' polar opposite he is for loss of better words flawlessly beautiful. I go in to my bedroom and lay down just replaying the simple conversation. I immediately realize just how awful i look my hair is up in a messy bun on the top of my head i have not a trace of makeup on, wow how humiliating. This is the first time i have though like this since i moved here all of the girls a WSU are beautiful i don't compete nor do i want to. I don't need the extra worries of caring about my appearance but at this moment i wish i did, soon i drifted off dreaming of the possibility's of 'him' finding me

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