Chapter:20

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Chapter:20 Published 04/07/2019

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"Some people are meant to fall in love with each other, but not meant to be together" - Unknown

A/N I highly recommend you listen to Breathe by Of Verona

Gabriella

"In the future I want at least two kids with you." He said, as his arms were wrapped around my torso.

He and I laid on the couch with a blanket draped over us. Today was our day off, so we decided to stay home and enjoy ourselves with a movie.

"And how far is the future?" I asked tilting my head up to see his response. He looked down at me and smiled. "Not too far off." He replied.

I moved slightly from the position I was in, and stretched my arm towards his face, slowly placing my palm over his cheek to caress it for a few seconds before bringing my arm back.

He moved his face close to mine before pressing his lips against my own. And I smiled against his lips before pulling away.

"That was nice." I said.

"I'm sure it was."

"We are suppose to be watching a movie, but instead here you are telling me how many kids you want to have." I stated in an accusing tone.

He laughs loudly. His chest erupting in laughter.

"I just wanted to let you know that I plan on having kids with you. In case you didn't know."

"What gender?"

He tilted his head in thought before saying "a boy first and then a girl". I nodded at this answer and turned to the movie playing.

Somewhere along the movie I began to doze off. Eventually I fell asleep, but not before hearing his "I love you".

I opened my eyes and looked around. I sat up and pressed my back against the headboard once I realized what had just happened.

I wasn't on the couch with him.

It was all a dream.

Sighing, I pushed the hair out of my face and felt beads of sweat plastered on my forehead.

Through the window I could see the dark sky disappearing, meaning that morning was approaching.

Closing my eyes in sadness, I let the pain engulf me all together.

"James, I really miss you." I whispered into the silence that filled the apartment.

I wish there was a way I could get rid of the pain. But, I did this to myself. I knew that my mere existence was bad luck, and yet I let myself fall for James. He died because of me. This pain is my punishment, maybe this time I will learn my lesson and stay away from people.

After rubbing my face in frustration, I grab my phone from the nightstand. The clock read 4:27.

Once again I woke up early. I whisper.

Groaning, I get up and head to the restroom for a shower.

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After my shower I fot dressed for the day, and I was now sitting on the couch thinking of the dream.

It felt familiar, and yet so distant.

It felt so real, too real in fact.

I look at the couch I'm sitting on and proceed to lay on it. Shivering through the process as the cold air hits my skin.

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