Alone With Ross

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Same day.

You know that feeling, when your completely awake, but if feels like your in a dream?

That's how I feel, with less of a sense of exhaustion, but more caution.

I feel like a deer, that is listening carefully for any sudden noises, and that's what made me flinch, the sound of someone's gasp.

"C-Caspian." I heard her sigh out in relief, and I finally turned my head and opened my eyes to the sight of my dear mother.

She's beautifully broken.

Her long black hair was spread across her pillow, and her eyes were sunken in and her breaths were hollow, her skin was so pale... she looked a like a corpse, but I could care less. Because within this moment of finally seeing my mother after so many years, nothing, and I mean nothing, else mattered.

"Mom." I breathed out and didn't hesitate to rush towards her side, she lifted her hand slowly, and placed it in mine. She felt paper thin.

"You're so beautiful, I can't believe it." She caressed my face and I saw her eyes start to water. "If only your dad could see you right now."

I felt that old ache in my heart at the mention of my father, and I thought of the new pain that's going to be there after her passing, but I pushed the thought back as I patted her hand gently.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, I didn't really know what to say, I mean, the last conversation I can recall with her was about her absence.

My mom seemed to roll her eyes making me smile. "I've been a hullva lot worse sweetheart." She laughed and I did too. "I've been wanting to ask you about that Ross fellow you mentioned when I spoke with you."

I blushed deeply at the unexpected topic. "H-HHe's here with me." I said quietly.

"Look at that blush, your blood is practically singing to me darling! Tell me about him!" She clapped enthusiastically and I rolled my eyes.

"Well, we started dating about four months ago." I shrugged and kicked at the ground a bit.

"Your hiding something else. Your father used to act the same when you have more to say." She beamed at me waiting for me to spill and I sighed and gave up.

"He told me he loved me a couple days ago." I said quietly, and my mother seemed to look at me with realization.

"Did you say it back?"

I winced and shook my head and my mother looked at me thoughtfully for a second.

"I knew I was going to fall in love with your father from the moment I seem him." She looked at me taking a dramatic pause. "I was ten years old."

My eye widened and she nodded towards my disbelief. "B-But, how did you know when you were that young?"

"Every time he walked towards me I felt like I was about to pass out, at first I thought he was summoned by satan to punish me for all the times I pretended I was sick to miss school." My mother shook her head. "But I knew it was love when when we held hands playing red rover." Her eyes turned distant as if she were going through the memory. "It took me so many years to build up the courage to even become his friend."

"So how'd you end up together in the end?" I looked down at her curiously.

"I picked my lady bits up off the floor and asked him to Junior Prom." My mother smiled. "He was going to turn me down to go with Emma. But I tricked him by saying she already had a date." She snickered. And I shook my head in amusement. "He kissed me to the song Beth by Kiss." She sighed happily.

"Well, I don't think mine and Ross' story is that significant." I said quietly.

My mother scoffed and shook her head. "Every love story is significant. And I bet if you write yours down you'd be selling millions and millions of copies." She huffed, as if the subject was getting her heated.

I sat there awhile in thought, and my fear of the future vanished. "I-I have been writing about it." I put a hand over my mouth. "And I'm going to get it published when it's finished."

My mom frowned and looked at her hands in the bed. "How do you think the story is going to end?" She said quietly, and I almost had the urge to whine at this new concern added to my long list.

"I-I don't know mom. All I am really positive about is that he is amazing, and that I'd sacrifice my life for his." I then gasped at the new realization.

"Quit making him wait sweetheart." My mom patted my hand and I nodded my head ad bounded towards the door. I looked both ways of the hallway and ran left towards the waiting room.

And there he was, on his phone, typing away.

"Ross." I breathed out, making him look up from his phone and he froze when he saw me standing there, huffing from running to find him.

"I love you." I said firmly.

I didn't get a chance to process the fact that Ross dropped his phone, or that he just enveloped me in a huge hug, spinning us slightly. I felt tears springing from my eyes and I buried my face in his shoulders.

"I love you, and I'm so scared." I cried and Ross leaned back to look me in the face ad I wanted to sob at the sight of his tear stained face.

"I told you, I'd always be there for you. Caspian, I love you."

I felt pure bliss flood through me, and I shook my head and firmly grabbed his face and brought him down for a kiss.

And this part.

This part right here.

Was when I knew I loved Ross.

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Early update because I got inspired...

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