《His Possession》EPILOGUE PART ONE
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We spent time afterwards. Eating and watching the stars. I looked down at the ring but my heart dropped.
I'm really getting married.
"Babe." I looked up with a smile and see him smiling at me. "I love you so much, I can't wait for the wedding."
I smiled while I looked down at the ring, "yeah, me too." I breathe out.
*****
Hector been telling me to start to plan for the wedding because he can't wait till we are official. He drove me home and was already telling me to look for dresses. He already has the theme set out. Which creep me out but I didn't question it.
At class he even brought up the wedding while I was trying to concentrate on writing the notes down. I passed the semester so now I'm going to the next stage. Somehow he has the same class as me.
Lucky me.
He's like a annoying fly that doesn't leave you alone. I'll tell him we'll talk about it after class or somewhere else but he insists that we talk about it now.
When I showed up to the apartment, I showed Greyson the ring and he screamed at me telling me we have to get ready. I sighed and felt like a whole new weight went on my shoulders.
****
Months flew by and it's almost the wedding, Hector been on his toes about it, telling me how excited he is while I'm over here wishing he can shut up for once. The roses stopped but I couldn't find out who it was. I know it's not Jaxon. He told me he didn't love me so why send roses?
Greyson said he was going to make me my wedding dress since he has my measurements from all his other dresses. He has the dress in his room and each day he would get something to eat and go back to his room locking the door. Hector said I can invite my family, but who would I invite?
I never knew my mom or dad. I was always a foster kid. I never got to know how its feels to have a family. I left that small town once I turned eighteen and met Greyson in high school. And the rest was history.
*****
In two weeks.
Two week till the wedding.
My heart drops every time I think about it. Is that bad? Or is it just that I'm nervous for the wedding?
I've been working later and James always tells me to go home since the boss is rarely there so I do. I always hear the chants go on and I always want to go see it but Hector is always parked outside. I sigh but I just get in the car while he drive me home.
The week passes by and Hector been...weird? Like he smiles at me but he always looks behind him frighten.
We hold hands while we walk to our class. We make our way to the back and we try, we'll I try to listen to the lessons but he doesn't stop talking.
The week past by and when I'm at work I feel eyes following me but when I turn around the new girl is always going the other direction to help the other customers.
*****
In one day.
One day.
I'm getting married.
Hector couldn't be happier but I on the other hand, I wish I didn't accept it.
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Greyson finally showed me the dress and it's so beautiful. It was lace and the back was low V cut while I tried it on, it held on my shoulders. The end of the dress was long and it had so many floral designs. It was half sleeve, and I couldn't help smile at the sight. When I tried it on I almost cried because how beautiful it is and how it feels in me. I gave Greyson the biggest hug I have ever gave him.
He went to buy a tux and I asked him to be my bridesmaid, well I said to my best man. He screamed and said of course. He invited his family since they were like my family and they are arriving today.
Greyson went to go pick them up and I wanted to go but he said I can't let anyone see me but I told him that's for the groom but he told me shut up and left. I sighed and went to text Hector on my phone but I didn't want to bother him. I bet he's having trouble getting everything ready. I went to the bathroom and stared at myself. I had bags under my eyes and my face is not lighten like before. I looked down at my left hand and stared at the ring.
Do I really want to marry Hector?
****
It's time.
The wedding has came and Greyson went to drop off his parents at the place. I'm getting ready. I have my hair in a low bun with some strands coming out while I have light makeup. I put on some blush to make me look alive since I haven't in awhile. I went in the room and grabbed the dress, putting it on.
I look at the mirror and put on a fake smile.
I can't do this.
I haven't even said I loved him but he's said it so many times.
Do I love him or do I just like him?
I need to make up my mind. Do I love him or not?
Well if I said yes, then maybe I meant it?
I walked out of the room and walked to the door. It was somewhat hot somewhat cold but I continued to walk to the door. I open it but I forgot to put on my heels. I rushed back and quickly placed them on and walked back to the door. I looked down at my ring right in front of the door but I felt my eyebrows come together when I saw the doormat uneven.
I bent down and lifted up one side and saw a lot of paper.
What the hell?
I picked one up and unfolded it. It was dirty but I continued to unfold it and read what it says.
'I know you had found someone. Someone great, but if you ever see these notes,Please meet me at 1538 Pillburg st at 5. I would always be there. I need to tell you how I feel, how I screwed up this relationship we had made from the very beginning. I watch how he looks at you, how he showers you with kisses and love, but if I ever got you back I would never lose that love for you. Even if we get old together, I would love you like you are the only girl in the world. Which you are. The only girl I see everyday. The only one I have looked at like this before. I'm sure you heard about Nia, I'm sure you heard she was my first love,but now thinking back to that. I never understood love, but I knew what I had for her was not love. I have never loved someone, and I'm in love with you Jordan. I love you so much. After we been through tough time together and being apart I knew this is love. I can't picture what else this is. I'm sure this is love. Because no one has ever had this relationship before. Please, if you ever see these please go to the spot. I'll be there. I'll be there till 9 pm. I will be waiting. And if you don't show and I see you with a ring, I would not stop trying. I would still be there, but if I see you have gotten a house, gotten yourself pregnant with his child...I would know I lost you for good. I'll leave you alone. I won't look after you from afar. I would leave and never come back, and make myself move on like you have done so easily. I love you Jordan. I hope I won't be to late if you find these.
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Jaxon H.'
My hands shake when reading this. I felt my eyes gloss over and when I'm done a tear falls down on the paper.
He loves me?
I bent down and pulled out every single one. I read all of them. They mostly say the same thing but what happen that day. I start to cry because I can't believe I never saw these. I put all the notes inside and close the door. I looked behind me and look at the clock on the wall.
5:54 pm. I looked back at one of the notes and saw the address it always says on each note.
I need to go.
I need to go to Jaxon.
I can't marry someone who I don't love.
*****
I'm running down the streets in a wedding dress with tears rolling down my cheeks. I cross the streets with out looking and thank god they see a big white dress moving in front of them so they can stop.
I haul a taxi and tell him the address. I try to make myself stop crying but I fail so hard.
"He ran away?" The older man says in the front.
I look up and stare at the rear view mirror and see his eyes on me.
"What?" I say while I wipe my eyes.
"He didn't show up huh? At the wedding. He wasn't there." He says while looking back at the road.
"N-no. I didn't show up."
"Ow. That has to hurt for him. Why? If you don't mind me asking?"
"I went for the wrong man." I say while I looked out the window and see us getting out of the city. I hiccup and rested my head on the window.
"So now what? Where you going?"
"I'm meeting the man I'm supposed to be in love and be with."
*****
It's a small house. Country side. No one is close by. Just a small house with acres of land. If you look to the right you can see the city off in the distance.
I climb out and go to his window side. He rolls down the window, "I don't have my wallet, is there any thing I can do to repay you."
He smiles at me and shakes his head,"I think you've been through enough kid. Don't worry about it. I'm just glade you went to the person who makes you happy. Because I wish I can do the same." He smiles and before I can answer he pulls out of the drive way and goes back down the way we came.
I watch the car get smaller by the minute and I slowly turn.
I pick up the dress which already got dirty. My hair fell out of the bun and I can tell my makeup is a mess. I take in air and slowly exhale, trying to calm my nerves.
Please be here Jaxon.
I start to walk, but the gravel makes my heels twist and turn. I walk slow and I end up at the door.
This is it.
I hold the paper up and look at the address again. It's the right one. What are you waiting for? I ask myself but I don't answer.
I slowly push open the door and I can't believe what I'm seeing.
******
I spent weeks looking up this Hector guy. I told Landon everything I heard. We didn't fight at all after that, we would watch in the crowd to see this girl but she either disguises or hides because neither of us can find her. Steve was asking us questions of what we were doing but we didn't answer and walked away from the bar.
I hacked through the street post cameras but the hours of Jordan and Hector going to class are gone. I don't see his fûcked up car and I don't even see Greyson.
It's my Jordan they have, but who the fûck is it!?
Two weeks went by and I couldn't help but to come to her apartment, barging through the doors.
"Jordan!" I yelled while I walked through the door and see her apartment a mess.
"Jordan!" I yelled again and walked down the hall. I went through each door but I didn't find her.
"What the fûck!" I yelled and I was about to punch the wall but I didn't because it wasn't my house. I walked back to the living room and looked for anything else of her.
I saw a phone on the counter and I clicked the home button and saw a picture of her and Greyson laughing at each other.
I smirked because aleast she doesn't have that hoe on her lock screen.
But if she doesn't have her phone, something happened to her. He got her!
I was freaking out and I was about to throw the phone but I gently set it down. I was about to pull out my phone and call Landon, but that's when I looked at the door and saw my notes on the coffee table.
I slowly lower my hand and walked over to the notes.
She found them.
Every single one is open. I smiled but that's when I saw the first one I every wrote is missing.
And that's when I dashed out the door going to her.
*****
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