CHAPTER 7 - LOVE ME FOR A REASON


Chastity sighed annoyingly to herself. She'd been sitting in the darkness of the lounge for a while now, just because she was afraid of AJ seeing the lights on and knowing she was home, then he might come up, in which case she'd have to answer the door……she sighed again.
She picked up the phone and dialed her parents number. She waited for a while, before the familiar voice of her mother spoke down the phone.
"Mom?" Chastity questioned, though she already knew it was
"Chastity?" her mother responded, ecstatic to hear form her daughter
"Yeah, its me. How's dad?"
"He's fine did you want to speak to him?"
"No, um I really just need to ask you something" Chastity responded quietly
"Okay sure honey"
"When did you know dad was the one for you?" Chastity inquired
"I'm not sure honey, I guess I just knew, I felt that feeling that you cant explain but you just know it when its there"
Chastity thought for a moment, she knew it was impossible but she just wished there was a simple answer.
"You just know?"
"Yes dear, you just know. Why?"
"Oh no reason, I was just wondering. Mom I'm sorry I'm going to have to go, I forgot there's something I have to do"
"Are you okay Chastity?"
"Yeah I'm fine, thanks mom, I'll call you later"
"Okay dear, goodnight"
"Night"

Chastity hung up the phone, stood up, grabbed her keys and walked out of the door.

~ AT THE SAME TIME ~

"Okay so a dairy is a good insight into a person" the youngish man smiled to himself running his hand through his short sandy colored hair.

He opened the diary he'd found under her bed and began to read.
"Yadda, yadda, boring stuff" he mumbled to himself skimming the pages for any signs of anything interesting.

(Please note my Spanish is NOT, I repeat NOT great, so sorry if you speak it and mine is like so wrong….I tried……*thanks to a little translating help....and yes at a later date you will find out what it all means)
Im no seguro realmente qué a pensar ahora, mi cabeza está contradiciendo tan, im así que perdido. después de qué happend con la mella, im no seguro qué pienso más. veo que él y yo INTENTAMOS no tener sensaciones para él, pero pienso, yo lo hago. Pienso de hacer amante a él en mis sueños a veces, y me siento así que el malo....who sabe que es quizá justo porque im solo.......

"What the hell?" the man muttered to himself, unable to understand a word of what he’d just skimmed past. "Great, she’s freakin bilingual, now what?" he mumbled, knowing full well that the ‘good stuff’ would be written in Spanish rather than English. He kept flicking through the pages, occasionally faced with the same dilemma.

Deseo que Brian se volvería a mí, pero el es quizá lo que merezco, para pensar de la mella cuando no debo ser. veo él y Bianca y yo saben en mi corazón im feliz para ellos, pero deseo a veces que era yo....god que me odio para esto. Decir una cosa a Brian significaría todo a mí, pero biselo y nunca podré decirlo a él, porque las palabras son ahora perdidos.....Brian, yo le amo....stupidity que mi padre lo llamaría, él tengo probablemente razón! Odio todo, yo deseo que podría ser aspirado abajo de un agujero, im yendo a lanzar el anillo lejos que compré, yo ahora he estado deseando por a un mes....seeing como se sienta inútil en el fondo de mi drenaje. Todo lo que oigo es " amante del dont de I usted " y me odio para beleiving él me amaría siempre. He estado en este sitio ahora por un rato, yo grito mismo para dormir la mayoría de las noches, quizás nunca preguntándose cuando los rasgones se secarán para arriba. Estaba enojado hoy más que mí ha sido siempre yo no es seguro qué se viene concluído mí.....i intentado para hablar con mi madre que ella dijo hoy que ella no deseó hablarme, y ésa era no más largo su hija.....i no puede escribir más, él lastima demasiado.......

La muerte es una cosa tan fácil al dont del cotemplate que usted piensa? con uno rajado sería muerto, un punto negro, también muchas píldoras, que serían todas....simple

He threw the book onto the ground, frustrated.
"Bloody brilliant I have to learn a new language" he announced

~ AT THE SAME TIME ~

Arora jumped up off the bed.
"I - I, oh god" she mumbled completely unsure of what to do.
Without thinking she ran out of the room, hurriedly grabbing her bag.
"Bianca, I - I think have to go" Arora announced slowly
"You THINK you have to go?" Bianca laughed
"I - I don't know, I just, I have to go" she replied running out the front door
Bianca smiled to herself.
"Its about bloody time" Bianca cackled

~ 10 MINUTES LATER ~

Arora banged at Brian's door, it wasn't long before he opened it.

"You asshole" Arora spat
Brian couldn't help but notice the tears that had been lingering in her eyes.
"How dare you, how dare you sing this song, you have no right, no fucking right to try and get back in my life, don't you get that?" she continued throwing the tape at him
"You're playing with my mind aren't you? Is that fun for you huh? Do you enjoy that?" she added
"Arora, why are you so angry?"
"Why? Oh you're asking why?" she responded sarcastically
"How about the fact my entire life revolved around you Brian, then out of no where you tell me you don't love me anymore, so I wallow in my own sadness wondering what I did to make you leave, wondering how I possibly could have changed things so that you were still with me, and then out of the blue one year later, coincidently just when I'm starting to piece together some form of existence You show up, you come here with your beautiful songs, and you make me fall for you o=all over again and -"
"You're falling for me?" Brian inquired
"Yeah, you know I guess I am, so what is this where you laugh at me, and tell me you don't love me again, game set match Brian"
"No Rose, please how many times do I need to say it, I never stopped loving you what I said was mistake, I'm sorry, I was just playing a part, trying to make things right for you, and the reason I'm back in simply because I love you Arora"
"No you don't, maybe it's the idea of love that you love but you don't love me"
"That's wrong I -"
"Okay Brian what is it that you love about me?"
"What do you mean what is it that I love about you?"
"It's a simple question Brian"
Silence hung over them.
"You cant even give me one thing Brian, look just forget about us okay, it was over a long time ago" Arora said softly before turning around and walking down one step.
"I love the way in the sunlight your hair looks almost red" Brian blurted out

Arora stopped walking her back still turned to him.
"And I love the way your eyes change color. I love the way you smile, and the way you cry in sad movies. I love the way you used to whisper things to me in Spanish even though I didn't understand what you were saying" he smiled
"I love the way you feel, I love the I can hold you all night, and always feel at home. I love the way your eyes without words can say so much to me. I love the way you kiss me, I love the way your hair feels on my skin. Did you want more?"
Arora slowly turned around, her heart beating faster than usual.
"You love me?" she whispered
"I love everything about you Arora"

Arora ran back up the stair and straight into Brian's arms tears pouring falling unrestrained from her eyes. As Brian happily embraced her, his arms enveloping her body with new found passion.


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