Moment by One Direction
You know I'll be
Your reason to be
Is breathing for this
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today
Her lips opened in a small gasp and I beamed at her surprised face. Before us stood a small white cottage that I had been saving up for. Recently I had bought it and with the help of my friends and sister we fixed it up. There were colorful flowers in the front, a small porch with chairs and a little table. The front door was light blue like the shutters on the windows and it faced the ocean.
"Do you like it?"
"It's yours?" she asked in shock. I breathed out a chuckle.
"No, it's ours." She turned in my arms and tears filled her light blue eyes. I leaned down and kissed her, with all the love I could possibly muster. My life officially revolved around her, and I wanted to spend it with her, too. She wrapped her thin arms around my neck and I lifted her up, carrying her inside the threshold bridal style, barely breaking contact.
"Aiden, I love you so much," she whispered in between kisses. I could still taste the salt from her tears.
"Will you stay with me, here, then?" She kissed me again and I interpreted that as a yes. I grinned and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. I laid her down on the yellow quilt that covered the bed gently and I straddled her. She smiled up at me and I stroked her soft face. How could anyone be so… perfect? And she was mine, I still couldn't believe it. It was almost too good to be true.
I leaned down and kissed her again, enjoying the feeling of her sweet lips on mine, her smooth legs under my fingers, her hands tangled in my messy blonde hair. Her green dress was spread out on the bed and her hair splayed out on the pillow.
Her small hands moved to help pull my shirt off and I did just that.
I began kissing her harder and harder as her I slipped her dress over her head. Soon enough our clothes were on a pile at the end of the bed and we spent the night alone, it was a night completely to ourselves.
"Aiden," I heard her whisper as I drifted off to sleep next to her, "I love you. I'm so incredibly sorry." That was the last thing I heard from her as I let myself fall asleep.
The next morning I woke up in a terrific mood. When I didn't feel Caroline's body next to mine I figured she was downstairs checking out our new home seeing as she didn't get to the night before. I hopped out of bed and took a nice, hot, long shower before putting on my pants and walking downstairs.
"Hey, Caroline! Where are you?" I called out. When I heard no response I decided to look outside. She couldn't have wandered too far off. I jogged over to the back door and out to our private beach.
"Caroline!" I shouted once again. A twinge of fear began to work its way into my mind, but I shook it off. I walked down to the beach and looked around for any sign that she had been there.
After a minute or so of looking around I saw small footsteps that led up to a large rock. Following then, that twinge came back a bit larger than before.
When I reached the rock and I saw what was on it my heart stopped. Two years prior when she was diagnosed with cancer I had given her a promise wring that proved I would stick with her through it. Through everything.
The dark purple jewel gleamed up at me, underneath it was a note. My shaking hands took the wring and note and lifted them up.
Before you read on know that I love you and I didn't do this to hurt you. I would never do ANYTHING to hurt you without having an important reason.
Last month I was feeling sick and weak a lot, so I went to the doctor to see what was wrong. My cancer came back. My doctor said that after one relapse, more and more would happen. You saw what it did to me, the treatment. I couldn't die like that, Aiden. I just couldn't.
I'm so sorry, I hope you will come to forgive me someday. Be happy, do whatever it is you need to do to get happy and move on.
I love you,
I felt my heart rate slow down, my vision narrowed down onto the last sentence of the note. Move on? Where was she? Sorry? Why weren't there footprints going back to the house or road?
I looked up at the ocean and understanding came to me like a knife in the heart. She wouldn't die like that, so she chose a different way to die.
"No," I tried to deny, "No, no, no, no, no! Caroline!" The objects fell out of my hands and the letter flew out to sea with the wind and my heart. I dropped to my knees and doubled over so my forehead touched the sandy ground.
"Caroline!" I cried out. It felt like my chest was being constricted, like someone was trying to choke me. She couldn't be gone, she just couldn't!
"Aiden, what are you doing out here on the ground? Did she like the-" My friend Jake stopped short on seeing my face.
"She's gone," I said in a cracked voice. His eyes got large and he knelt down next to me, pulling me to his chest. I sat there and sobbed, but no matter how many tears came out the pain only seemed to intensify. It got to the point where I couldn't bear it.
After I ran out of tears Jake led me back inside the cottage and called who I assumed was 911. I didn't hear anything he said, I didn't notice the sirens that came along a short time later, I couldn't respond to the officers who asked me questions. I just sat there, numb. The horrible part was, it was worse to feel nothing than it was to feel pain.
I would never see her again. I would never hold her again. I could never make her laugh or smile. I could never marry her. She was gone for good, she left me without even saying goodbye. If I had been awake I could have stopped her. This was all my fault.
I saw a hand wave before my face and I looked up to see Jake's worried face.
"Come on, man. It's late. You haven't moved in hours, let's get you some food and sleep." I stared at him. How could he think that I could stomach food, that I could sleep when the love of my life was gone?
So I just shook my head.
"You have to. Do you think that she would want you to just sit here and hurt yourself over this? I understand, actually, no I can't. I can't imagine what pain you're going through right now. But you have to at least live while you grieve. Come on." When I didn't make a move to stand up, he sighed and put an arm around my torso so he could support me and get me upstairs.
When he managed to set me on my bed, he walked downstairs.
This was the last place I saw her, the last place she saw me. I looked down at her side and wanted to throw up. Some of our clothes were still laying there at the foot of the bed.
I couldn't stay in that room for one more second.
Well, there you have it. Sorry, I know it's really angsty but I heard that song and I was like "BOOM! Perfect tragedy story." Thanks for reading and for those of you who read Behind the Mask, I'm sorry for the super long wait. My schedule has been flipped upside down recently and then I have an awful case of writer's block… I'm still working on it though!
Hope you enjoyed!