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It Will Always Be

“Let’s give Ana and Harry another try.”

May 8, 2012
The Bently Mansion

The warmth that was surrounding my back had disappeared, and my arms were tingling from the lack of skin contact. I sat up in the bed and sighed. But then I realized, I was in my room at Bently. And… Harry’s not married.

My bones jumped in my skin and I brought my knees to my chest. He’s not married. But… Why?

I looked over on the nightstand to look at the clock, but instead I saw a note. Rather cliche if you ask me. I picked it up and it said: I’ve prepared you a sugar coated snack, so please go to the kitchen and eat it. H. xx

I rolled my eyes and smiled, slipping on the blue sundress that was still in the closet. I brushed my hair and shaved my legs, and then I grabbed my phone and sprinted down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and saw a bowl sitting on the table. I walked over to it and smiled. Once again, Rocky Road ice cream. I ate half of it, and then I saw a piece of paper stuck to the microwave.

This is intense, the feels. I walked over to the microwave and nearly ripped the note in half when I took it off. It said: Remember when we were could have stayed quiet, but instead we were just some flowers in the attic? Surprise. H. xx

I shrieked and ran up the stairs until I was under the attic door. I drug it down and popped my head up, hoping that he would be standing there. But instead, there were more flowers in there than there was last time. I sighed and climbed the rest of the way up the ladder, walking over to the bed. There was a large bouquet of roses sitting on the table beside it and buried in the flowers was a note.

I bit my lip and raised the flap on it: I guess I should have brought these up to your room sooner, huh? I got these from the garden. Pick one there for me, and read the next note. H. xx

More notes! I shuffled down the attic ladder and down the stairs, scurrying outside and towards the garden. There was a note on the rose sign but I ignored it and picked a rose. I picked the biggest one out there.

Then the note: I remember the first time we kissed. Remembering it makes me remember all the shitty things I did to you, but it also makes me remember how I fell in love with you. Let’s take a ride in a canoe, shall we? H. xx

I jumped up and ran over to the lake, nearly falling in when my feet hit the water. I went knee-deep into the water until I reached the canoe and untied it from the dock, hopping inside and using the oar to paddle away. I looked in the canoe to see if there was a note, but there wasn’t. I grunted and looked around, anxious to find another note, or to see Harry at all. All these notes and roses felt like he was trying to make me remember everything on purpose. And it hurt. But at the same time I enjoyed it.

Through the distance I saw a yellow piece of paper on the broken dock and rowed over to it. I stood up on the dock and ripped the piece of paper off of the nail it was attached to: You’re getting warmer to my love, bébé. Can’t wait to see you and hold you… And I can’t wait for you to get to the end of these notes. Just walk ahead. H. xx

I wiped away my anxious tears and walked ahead. I was barefoot, and the thickers in the grass made my feet hurt, but obviously I didn’t really care. There was a note on a tree, but then I saw many up ahead and furrowed my brows. I walked to the first one and read it, then to the second, and so on.

All together, they read: Ever since I met you, I’ve wanted you to be mine. And I couldn’t help but wonder if you felt the same. I did awful things to you, I admit. But I want you. I ran away without you, and I know that my mother and Penelope are furious. But I didn’t give a damn. I wanted you.