The Game Changer The Final Score - By L.M. Trio Page 0,44
at me the way she once did, causes me to break down and no matter how hard I try to hold it in, my body shakes and I begin to sob uncontrollably. I can’t lose her.
I wrap my arms tightly around her waist and bury my head into her lap. “I promise you, I will do whatever it takes for you to let me be a part of your life. I will do whatever you need me to do, please give me another chance. Tell me what I can do to make you forgive me, please… I’ll do whatever it takes… I’ve missed you so much.” I plead the same words over and over as I cling to her, afraid that if I let go, I’ll lose her forever. Every emotion I’ve held in for the last two years pours from my veins.
***
(Jesse)
The sky opens and the rain pours down upon us. Tears stream from my face as I listen to him plead for my forgiveness. I place my hands on top of his head, softly stroking his wet hair as he clings to me with his strong arms, holding on for dear life. I lift his head from my lap and trace the outline of his face with my hands as the rain washes away his tears, memorizing every part of him. I’m so overcome with emotion that I’m finally able to touch him again, I stare deeply into his eyes.
I stand up, reaching for his hands and pulling him up with me. I wrap my arms tightly around his waist and bury my face into his broad chest. His pounding heart is louder than the thunder surrounding us. His muscular arms wrap firmly around me as he holds my head close to his heart. We hold onto each other desperately.
“I’ve waited for this for so long,” he whispers.
Me too, I think to myself as I squeeze him tighter, remembering how our bodies fit so perfectly together. I can barely fathom that he is standing here before me, let alone, being able to hold him again. I lift my head to look at him and his eyes lock with mine until his gaze drifts to my mouth. He lowers his head to meet mine and my hands find their way around his neck. He hugs my body close to his as his hand slides up the back of my neck and he firmly guides my mouth to his.
He kisses me softly at first, until we both realize that we need this. I need to feel the intimacy of his mouth on mine, and soon we can’t stop ourselves. It’s intense and I feel the tears streaming from my eyes, mixing with the rain, as his tongue explores my mouth with urgency. Everything feels so familiar; I’m caught up in the moment of knowing he is here with me and knowing he is safe. Soon, though, reality sets in and I remember how hard I fought to move on without him. I will not get swept up inside of him again. I abruptly pull back.
The rain pelts down and the sky is lit by the lightning. We stand here, momentarily taking each other in. The sad look in his eyes tells me that he knows it’s going to take more than a kiss to make things right. He pulls me to him one last time and we hold onto each other a moment longer. No words are needed.
He shields me from the rain as he guides me to the car. The ride to my apartment is silent except for the sounds of the rain pounding the windshield.
***
(Luke)
I watch her from the corner of my eye, wanting to reach out to her, yet knowing that I shouldn’t. She’s staring out her side window and I wonder what she’s thinking. I know she needs time to absorb everything. I’m scared. I don’t doubt our love, but I think she learned to live without it and may not be willing to take a chance on me again.
I pull up in front of her apartment and she hesitates as she begins to open the door. “Thank you,” she says as she glances over at me.
“For what?” I ask, full of regret.
“For finding me, and making me listen to what you had to say.” She steps out of the car and onto the curb, closing the door, however, she doesn’t move. The rain drizzles over her already soaked body with her back to me.