What had gone wrong? Everything was supposed to go smoothly. She ran off somewhere and I had no idea where that was. I figured that if maybe I waited a while then hopefully, she would come back to the hotel.
Knock, knock, knock
I got up to see who was at the door. It was Nick. I didn't even say anything to him. I just opened the door and walked back in.
"Um, I saw Hope run out. What happened? Me and the guys were eavesdropping and then there was a few seconds of silence and then she cam barging out the door. I don't think she even saw us."
"It was all my fault. I kissed her and just rushed into things. I wish I could take it back."
"Bri, it wasn't your fault. And you know you don't want to take it back. She probably went sort her feelings out. She'll be back in no time. Don't worry, Bri.
"Thanks man. Don't know what I'd do without ya."
"Yeah, niether do I. Come on. I'll verse you in Mario Kart. It'll take your mind of things and time will go faster."
"Sure."
*~Hope~*
I walked along the street and came to my apartment building. I couldn't go in there amd face my room-mate. Not yet. This was hopeless. Where was I supposed to go? I had no one..... except for Brian. He really cared. Why was I getting him and Mark mixed up? Maybe, he wasn't like Mark? He wouldn't leave me like Mark did. I had just lost the one person that actually cared for me and it was all my fault. I didn't even tell him why.
It began to rain and I jogged back to his hotel.
*~Brian~*
I had been 2 hours since Hope had left and I was getting really worried.
Knock, knock, knock
I opened door and I saw her. She was soaking wet and her hair was stuck to her face.
"Come on in."
She walked past me and sat on a chair.
"Ummmm, do you want something dry to change into?
"If you don't mind. Thanks."
I went to get her some clothes. I rummaged through my suitcases and came up with pair sweatpants and a t-shirt.
"You can go change in the bathroom or my room."
"Thanks."
She walked off towards my room and I saw a piece of paper on the seat she was sitting on.
Dear Mark,
You should be getting this letter a day after I died. If you're thinking that this was all you fault, it wasn't. I just wish that you were still with me. It hurt so much when you left me. I came to do this nto because of you, but because of the death of my parents and everything that has gone wrong in my life. I'll always love you. Goodbye.
Love,
Hope
She came back out and I quickly shoved the paper in my pocket. I realized for the first time that she was wearing the clothes she wore the day I met her. This was the note she was supposed to give to Mark, probably her ex-boyfriend. God, what did I do? I really did rush into things.
"We need to talk, Brian."
"I know."
"First off, I wanted to say that I'm really, really sorry because-"
"Wait, why are you sorry? It was all my fault. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the one who should apologize."
"No Brian, I shouldn't have ran out like that. I should have stayed and talked to you about.... things. The truth is, I had a boyfriend named Mark. We were together for 5 years. And on the day of my parent's funeral, he came to me with this other girl that I'm guessing was his new girlfriend. He told me I was depressing and that I had no life. He broke my heart after 5 years."
I just sat there and stared at her. She was crying and I just sat there. Then, I came back to earth and took her into my arms.
"Shhhhh.... it's ok. You have me. I won't let anything happen to you. Trust me."
She finally stopped crying and looked into my eyes and asked, "Brian, do you really like me?"
I couldn't believe she asked me that. Of course I liked her. I really, really, really liked her.
"Of course I do. How could you even ask me that?"
"I'm sorry. Just give me time. Wait for me."
"Baby, I would wait for all of eternity for you."
"You're so good to me, Brian."
"Thanks. So are you going to give me a chance."
"Yes. It's time I moved on. Let's just take it one day at a time."
"And I promise that I'll always be by your side."
