You're One to Remember - Chanda Dobra (latest novels to read TXT) 📗

short when he took his first look at her house. “Are you rich or something?” Myra laughed and held his hand tightly, “Well… okay yes but that doesn’t change anything, right?” Ash laughed, “No amount of money could take you from me.” Myras cheeks turned a bright pink as she blushed. Ash laughed, “You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.” Laughing Ash grabbed her pants and yanked them down laughing until he was crying. Myra stood in shock, what an asshole! How could she ever love such as arrogant piece of shit! Suddenly she screamed, she always did. Myra’s eyes flashed open, instantly she began to cry with misery and pain. Thoughts flashed through her head, I am never going to see him will I? Why not? Oh yea, because I can’t! Pressing her hands over her face as tears streamed down, she struggled to calm herself. Sudden rage filled her heart, why do my dreams torture me like this…? Why do I have to suffer with crying every morning or screaming? I hate it! She stood up and stomped over to her dresser. Opening one, she grabbed a small red box and carried it to her bed. Sitting down she opened it and grabbed the razor she kept hidden from herself for this long. Pressing it against her wrist she slowly pressed down, Time to end this endless torture once and for all. She closed her eyes as pain consumed her, seeming to control her every move and thought. All the problems in her life flashed before her eyes, visions of everything she has gone wrong, and all of them seeming to show it as her fault. When she opened the fridge and all of the food suddenly fell out, breaking the eggs and making the milk spill, the dogs got out when she opened the gate to let her and her family through the back, and they got hit by an oncoming car. Slowly she pressed it down and guided it upwards. Us leaving father all because I looked around the corner. Bringing cooper into the house for us to make love for the first time… and John seeing him thinking he was a burglar. The two girls that bullied me throughout my entire school life, me killing them. She opened her eyes as a reflex from the pain from going much deeper then she had thought she was going to. She looked down as dark red blood slowly slid down her hand, over her fingers, and onto her blanket. Tears rolled down her cheeks, pale with fear and pain. After watching this for what seemed like forever she made three quick slices over both her wrists. She lay down and cried blood soaking her shirt and pants. She cried until her brother walked into the room to see what was going on, he yelled with alarm and grabbed her, holding her tightly and rushing her to the first aid kit in the bathroom. Her vision darkened and her eyes rolled back, as her body tingled with a numb feeling, Myra went limp.
Opening her eyes, she saw her family’s private doctor, Doctor Hamilton, standing over her talking to her mother. Grunting with exhaustion and a headache, Myra propped herself up on her elbows and looked at her mother and Doctor, they both looked at her and her mother began to cry. Doctor Hamilton crouched on one knee and rested a gentle hand on Myra’s arm, “We nearly lost you Myra, and you need to be careful with what you do to yourself.” He glanced at the bloody razor still on her bed where she had left it. He spoke again in a more firm tone, “I am going to ask you some questions tomorrow, today I will let you rest.” He stood and looked at Myra’s mother, “I will take the guest room closest to Myra’s, please direct me to the room I have suggested.” Her mother nodded, still sobbing, and lead Doctor Hamilton out of the room. Myra lay back down with a sigh and looked at the bloody gauze wrapped around her wrists. She lifted her head seeing they had left the razor and she thought, stupid fools. She outreached a hand to grasp it when a hand grabbed hers, stopping her. She looked up to see Ash. Her eyes widened and she whispered, “This better not be another dream…” Ash frowned and crouched looking into her golden eyes with his own, “This isn’t a dream, I forced my mother to fly me in once John called me and told me what happened.” A tear slid down his cheek and he whispered in pure pain, “Why would you try to leave me… this is the first time I get to see you in person and your half dead.” Crying, she lifted herself and hugged him, crying into his jacket shoulder. She cried until she felt dehydrated from so many tears spilt. Finally, Ash stood up and sighed heavily, his eyes burning with sadness. Before he walked out of the room to let her rest, he pressed a kiss on her forehead. With her eyes shut, Myra listened as his footstep as he retreated from her room. Opening her eyes once again, she stood up, but instantly fell back onto her bed. She was weak still, but she wanted nothing more than to feel Ash near her again. She cried into her pillow until she fell asleep. Opening her eyes yet again, she saw the moon was high in the air, she did not dream for once. Or at least, she couldn’t remember. Standing, she felt strong again. Walking through the halls, Myra slipped into another guest room and saw Ash asleep. She smiled and ran forward and threw herself on the bed. Ash opened his eyes and smiled. Myra cuddled under his arm as Ash wrapped his arm around the back of her neck. Together they cuddled until dawn. Myra looked up at Ash and whispered to him, “Are you going to stay here forever?” He looked down and smiled, “I hope so, I am going to try and move my mom and brother down here.” Smiling, Myra nodded her head up and down showing her approval of his idea. Myra sat sharply up straight when she smelt the delicious scents of bacon and eggs. Laughing, she tickled Ash and climbed out of his bed, running out into the kitchen. She sat and watched as her mother carried the large plate of food and placed it down for everyone to eat. Myra glanced at Ash and patted a set next to her. He grabbed a plate and set next to Myra as they ate. Once they finished Myra smiled and said quickly, “Ash lets go for a walk.” Ash nodded and stood up and spoke respectfully, “Thanks for the food Ms. Garson.” Myra smiled at her mother and stood, she turned around to follow Ash outside when she saw her brother standing quietly in the hallway. He was glaring at her, she knew why. Myra walked towards him to speak, but he ignored her and walked past her into the kitchen to eat. Myra sighed then turned and ran after Ash, knowing he would get lost in her huge home.
They walked down the pavement, holding hands while a light rain fell. Ash smiled and turned her in a circle as if dancing, it all seemed like a dream. Myra closed her eyes and tried holding this moment forever. She shivered from the rain which made her open her eyes, the dream-like time was over and she was soaked to the bone. Ash smiled and whispered, “I always wanted to do this.” He took off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. Smiling like a total idiot, Myra put her arms through the sleeves and hugged the jacket, holding it close to her. She breathed in the warm, sweet scent Ash left on his jacket, he smelt light peppermint. Closing her eyes once again, she embraced this moment as well, as she did Ash grabbed her hand and gently pulled her close to him, keeping her eyes closed she felt his lips press against hers, truly for the first time. Once it was over Myra opened her eyes and smiled brightly, she tried to talk but she was speechless. Ash laughed lightly and held her hand still; together they walked back to her house. Myra was amazed when she saw they spent the entire day outside together, the clock showed 7:18 pm. Smiling, she turned and looked at Ash. Her eyes clouded with confusion, he wasn’t there. She spoke quiet but with a faint laugh, “Ash?” Suddenly she felt a tap on her shoulder and she screamed, jumping forward and turning around on her heels, she stared at her surpriser. It was Ash, his eyes gleaming with triumph. She laughed and punched his chest, “Don’t do that!” He did nothing but laugh, of course. She smiled and could do nothing but laugh too, he was a big joker and she didn’t want that to change. After their bout of laughter Ash grabbed her hand and pulled her along. They left the house again and he led her down the street. She laughed and asked, “Where are you taking me?” Ash spoke with a glance back at her, “It’s a surprise.” Letting go of his hand she faced him, “What is it?” Ash looked at her, “You trust me, don’t you?” Myra smiled and sighed, “I do.” Ash smiled and grabbed her hand once again, leading her forward. They walked down the thicker vegetation of the forest, her mind wandered off, as usual. She thought about her home back in America. She missed her friends, her family, and her dog. Back home she had left everyone, her great uncle had passed away, leaving her mother with his old-style mansion and fortune. Myra was brought back to life as Ash suddenly stopped pulling. She stood beside him, looking at a one story cabin. He looked at her and smiled, “We just moved in.” Myra gasped and hugged him smiling like a complete idiot once again. Ash let her go and said, “I know it must be weird, to be dating a poor guy, but it’s not like we can’t-““What? Money doesn’t matter to me.” Myra spoke firmly cutting him off. “I hate money. Everyone judges every person by how rich or poor they are. It’s just a waste of time!” Myra turned and climbed up into a short oak tree. Ash sighed and followed her, “I wasn’t saying that, I just want you to know that it doesn’t matter to me. I don’t care either; let’s forget I brought it up.” His eyes looked worried, as if he gave something away. “Is money all you care about?” Ash replied quicker then she liked, “No” His eyes were cold and determined looking, as if he was keeping something from her. Narrowing her eyes for a moment she thought, what’s he hiding from me…? I guess it doesn’t matter. Shrugging Myra slowly spoke, leaning on the branch she was lying on. “Well then lets change the subject, are we officially together?” His confused look made her explain deeper, “Like… girlfriend and boyfriend. I know we are something, but when we were distance it seemed- well, you know… different.” He smiled, “Of course we are together like that.” He grabbed her hands sweetly and spoke quietly, “Forever and always.” Myra looked at him and smiled wildly, “I should be heading home… its getting dark.” With a glance to the sky the first couple stars began to shine. She leapt off the branch she was sitting on and landed with a silent thump. She looked back at Ash and smiled, he looked beautiful in the tree. Standing on her tippy-toes, she lifted her head as far as she could and kissed his lips softly, “See you tomorrow,” Ash whispered,