Scarlett's Will by Nicole Jardine (i like reading .txt) 📗

flash through my mind and I want him one more time but I know I can’t. He’s not mine anymore. I have to let him go. I look up into his eyes and he nods. He knows this is it.

“I can’t say goodbye,” he cries, tears pouring from his beautiful deep blue eyes. I wrap him in my arms once more, kissing his cheeks, his eyes, his lips.

“Then don’t, say I'll see you soon,” I smile as he releases his grip on me.

“I'll see you soon,” he whispers as I slide out of the car, grabbing my backpack. I quickly hug Dave then race towards Cas' house. I turn to wave but I see Buddy has managed to get out of the car and he’s walking towards me. I drop my bag and race to him. I decide not to jump on him this time. I just throw my arms around his neck. He holds me firmly, close to his body. I can feel his muscles tense.

“Just one more,” he said grinning as he tilts my chin up to look at him. I’d love to give him a thousand more.

“Yes, one more,” I gasp as his lips find mine. In that final moment it feels like the world has fallen away and only the two of us exist.

“I am going to come back for you one day my little treasure,” he whispers in my ear.

“I'll be waiting for you,” I whisper back. He releases me and I watch him limp back to the car. I walk up the steps to the front door, turning to wave as Dave shuts the car door. I watch until Dave's black car vanishes from my sight before I knock on Cas' door.

 

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Lying on my bed I look over at his picture, framed on my nightstand. He’s smiling in that goofy cute way, with his Mohawk spiked hair wearing a black suit with a red cummerbund and a red handkerchief sticking out of his breast pocket. ‘I have to get over you,’ I whisper as I run my finger along the rope still burned onto my wrist, ‘but not yet.’ Tears roll down my cheeks as I try to sleep, tomorrow I will go back to school again. After staying with Cas for a few days, I called my mother to tell her I was back.

“Scarlett, come home, please,” she begged, surprising me.

“But what about-” I tried to ask but she cut me off.

“He’s moved out, left the province for work apparently. He took all his things,” she told me.

“I’m coming home.”

It had been three months since I went back to school and the last time I saw Will when I decided to cut off the rope. As much as I didn't want to, but my mother kept telling me it was dirty, it could be harboring bacteria. The color of the rope had darkened, but I knew the longer I kept it on the longer I would mourn the loss of our relationship. I sat in my bedroom surrounded by candles, listening to Somebody as I took the camping knife from the kitchen and cut through it. The rope actually seemed to burn as I held it in my hand. I rubbed my wrist and quickly put the rope in my jewelry box, next to Lily's bracelet.

Strangely, moments later he called me. I was surprised but happy to hear from him. I had only called him once since our last day together. I just had to hear his voice but after the call it was like we had just said goodbye again, I felt sick, couldn’t eat for days and I cried too much. I had to stop calling him, if I was to recover.

“Hello,” I answered, knowing it was him somehow. There was a silence on the line, then I heard him sigh, I knew it was him. Our connection always surprised me.

“Hi angel,” he whispered. I smiled, so happy to hear his voice, I wanted to kiss him.

“Hey you,” I whispered back.

“I know you told me not to call but I missed you so much, I just needed to hear that you’re okay. Are you feeling okay? Has anything happened?” he asked suspiciously. I had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach that he knew I cut off the rope. I don't know how he could have known though.

“I’m okay, still missing you but otherwise I'm okay. How is school going?” I asked, hoping to change the subject. I have been quite sick lately but I didn't want to tell him that either.

“It’s good, not that I like studying much but it is good here. Scarlett, I need to see you?” he pleaded. This was the first time he has asked to see me again. I was shocked and tried to hold back my tears. He knew what my answer would be. He was deliberately hurting me.

“I can’t,” I whispered. I had to stay in school if I ever planned on graduating and I would only interfere with his life there.

“I wish I could say yes, but you know it's impossible, we went through this, you’re torturing me. You’re breaking my heart again Willem,” I shouted at him, angry now that he would make me say no to him when he knew there was no other choice.

“Scarlett, we are not over. We will never be over,” he said. I could hear the pain in his voice. I couldn't breathe. My pain resurfaced and I needed him so much.

“Please Willem, stop hurting me,” I cried.

“I don't want to hurt you angel, I want to love you and one day I will take you home with me again and you will stay with me. One day I will come back for you,” he repeated. I wanted to believe him but I knew