Forever yours

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

   Paige

    "Jesus.. you guys look like Dr. Evil and his mini me. I love you Paige, but I am not shaving my head. Fuck that." Jess says as she comes walking out to the patio, where Ryan and I are currently relaxing after the shaving of our heads.
   "I think she looks sexy as fuck" Ryan says running his hand back and fourth over my head.
   "I take it you haven't seen social media?"
    "No.. why?" Ryan asks while he watches sports center. I'm laying down, with my head in his lap.
   "Since, you posted your video. Your fans are now shaving their heads in support of, Paige. I tried calling you."
   "Shit, we left our phones, upstairs." I say
   "Here look" Jess shoves her phone in our faces.
   "Holy shit! There's tons of people doing it" I say looking at Ryan
  "Let me see" He says as he grabs the phone
  "Wow.. that's deep. I don't know if I could ever do that for someone I don't personally know. That's inspiring"
  "Those are some die hard fans I'd say"
  Ever since we've started posting our video diaries, we've had an overwhelming response from our fans. Mostly Ryan's fans, because I definitely don't have that many."
  Ryan grabs our phones and hands me mine.
     "Your dad called"
   I give him a call back and he answers right away.
   "How is it my daughter looks better than I do with a smooth head" he laughs
  "I think I've set a new fashion trend. Have you seen the media, dad?"
  "I have. I think it's great, all the positive support you kids are getting."

   The next night.. we're laying in bed. Tomorrow morning, I will literally have my head sliced into, and I'm quite frankly.. scared"
  "Come here" Ryan says as he pulls me close to him.
  "Tell me how your feeling"
   I shrug "I'm really worried about you" he furrows his brows. "Me?"
  "Yeah.. if something happens to me"
  "Shhh.. I don't want you worried about me"
  He holds my head against his chest.
   "Will you promise me something?"
   "What's that?"
    "If something does happen—"
    "Baby—"
     I put my finger on his lips to quiet him.
    "Promise me that you'll love again, find happiness with someone that will love you back, just as hard as you love. You deserve so much love and happiness, that I would be broken hearted knowing you gave that up missing me." I plead with him.
  "I can't promise that, Paige." He sits up throwing his legs over the bed and pushes up and walks out. I roll over to my back and throw my arm over my face, letting out a deep sigh.
 

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Ryan

    I enter our office. I'm so damn angry. I walk over to the shelve behind my desk, where my alcohol sits. I grab a glass and pour two fingers worth of scotch. I sit the decanter down and throw back the liquid and savor the burn going down. What the hell does she think? "Fuck" I walk over to the windows and watch the waves below. My hands propped on my hips. She actually thinks that I could have what we have, with someone else. No fucking way. She ruined me for all other woman, the moment I met her. There's something between us that can never be replaced.. it's always been a strong feeling that's pulled our soles together. I've never even been able to feel complete without her. I tried for five fucking years. They were all empty relationships, no feelings. Not on my part anyway. It was always only just for the pleasure and even that always felt half assed. A fuck is a fuck, but when there's passion involved, it becomes explosive. I have only ever felt that with her.
   I swipe a hand across my desk and shit goes flying but I don't care. "Fuck, this has to work." I mutter to myself
   Just then the door flies open. Jess stands there looking pissed. "What?" I snap
  "Don't be an asshole now." She motions with her hand toward upstairs "She's up there crying." She walks toward me, and stops just in front of me. I look down my nose at her. Chest heaving because I'm angry. "You need to table your emotions, Ryan. You have to be better emotionally for her. She can't go in there tomorrow upset and worrying about shit, she shouldn't have to worry about. Get your shit together, go up there and assure her. You tell her what the fuck she needs to hear. Do you hear me?" She says angrily, pointing her finger in my chest. I swat her hand away and walk back over to the windows. "What am I suppose to say, Jess. That I'll happily fall in love with someone, if something happens to her?" I shake my head "I can't do that"
  She walks up behind me and lays a hand on my back. "No. You tell her you'll keep your heart open and find a way to be happy for her. Even if it's a lie. I don't care. You make it believable for her, so her mind is clear going in that surgery tomorrow. Do that for her. It's what she needs."
   I rub a hand down my face. "I'll do what's necessary" I say. I watch her nod and then leave the room.