This chapter contains two points of view. Cole’s and Cordelia’s. The next chapter will contain more on Cole and Isabella, but this chapter Cole didn’t really have that much going on to fill an entire chapter. *Warning* There are also a couple minor swear words used in this chapter.
Cole’s point of view:
“Hey, wake up, were here.” The taxi drivers voice shook me out of my dream. My head was pressed against the window, and my legs were asleep. It was just a short trip from the airport to my house. I must have been exhausted if I fell asleep that quickly.
“Thanks.” I said yawning. “How much do I owe ya?” I asked knowing that it wouldn’t be much.
I handed him two crumpled up 20 dollar bills. “Keep the change.” I said and shut the car door. I stood on the sidewalk looking up at my house dreading going inside. Jewell was over, her car was in the driveway.
I entered the foyer quietly, and set my suitcase down on the floor quietly. Jewell and Cordelia were watching TV.
“Hey cous, how was your trip?” Cordelia asked without taking her eyes off the television.
“It was good.” I said and made a big show of yawning. “I’m exhausted, I’m going to take a quick nap. Hey Jules. I’ll see you later ok?” I yawned again.
I hurried up the stairs without listening to her reply.
Once upstairs I flopped onto my bed with my clothes still on and stared at the ceiling without blinking until my eyes started to burn.
Jewell doesn’t deserve this. I told myself feeling like the worlds biggest asshole. She deserves to be told the truth.
But what was the truth? That I was in love with another woman, even though I didn’t know if it would ever work out between us, or if I’d ever see her again?
Isabella and I spent one amazing day together, but if I had to be honest with myself, that’s all it might have been. Her life was in Appoloosa Plains, and mine was here. But I couldn’t get her out of my head, and it wasn’t fair to string Jewell along. I had to man up and do the right thing, and for starters, that ment being honest with Jewell.
There was a light rap of knuckles on my door, and Jewell entered without knocking. There was no point in pretending to be asleep.
I sat up and made room for her on my bed. She laid down next to me without saying a word.
“You ok?” She asked, her hazel eyes looking into mine directly.
“Yeah, just tired.” I said, which wasn’t too far from the truth.
“You’re acting strange, I take it your trip wasn’t a good one?” She asked.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now, ok?” I snapped feeling annoyed at her persistence. Her eyes widened but she didn’t look angry at my sudden outburst.
“Alrighty then, I’m heading home then, when you are ready to remove the stick from your ass give me a call.” She stood up and looked at me over her shoulder.
“Wait Jules.” I said rubbing my eyes. “I’m sorry. Can we go talk somewhere? Just you and me. The park maybe?”
“Fine.” She said coolly crossing her arms across her chest.
Ten minutes later Jewell and I were sitting on a park bench that overlooked the river. We didn’t speak to each other for the longest time. The silence seemed to stretch for miles between us.
“I know what this is about.” Jewell said finally.
“I doubt that.” I said running my fingers through my hair. I leaned forward propping my head up with my hands.
“It’s about that girl. Isabella something.” She said. “Max told me when he set us up that you were hung up on someone who had moved away. Is that who you went to go see?” She asked.
“Please don’t lie to me.” She said meeting my eyes. I found it hard to look away.
I was quiet, I stared ahead watching a couple of ducks swim by idly. “Yeah.” I said finally, deciding to be honest. She deserved the truth.
“Alright.” She said sounding a little hurt but not angry. “Why couldn’t you just tell me the truth? It’s not like you and I were exclusive or anything. I had hoped maybe one day you’d get over her, but I wasn’t going to rush you into anything.” She said.
“You aren’t pissed at me?” I asked incredulously.
“Well sort of.” She said with a slight narrowing of her hazel eyes. “But I know I had no reason to be. I’m more angry that you lied to me about going to visit your grandparents. That was a dick move. You should have given me a lot more credit than that.”
“I’m sorry.” I said looking down at my shoes. “I was a total coward, I just needed to find out if there was still anything there between Isabella and myself. I just didn’t want to upset you.”
“So is there?” Jewell asked turning towards me. “Anything still between you two I mean.”
“I’m not sure.” I said honestly feeling awkward to be having this conversation with her. “There was. but she lives so far away, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever see her again.”
“Cole, you’re an awesome guy, and if its ment to be, then its ment to be. I know I should be bitter and hate you right now, but that’s just not my style. I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to go out with you.” She gave me a quick smile.
She stood up and faced me. I was surprised to find her wrap her arms around me for a friendly hug.
“You are awesome Jules.” I said into her soft chestnut hair, breathing in the scent of her perfume.
“I know it.” she laughed. “Don’t you go forgetting it either.”
I watched her turn and walk away.
“I’ll see you around Cole.”
I walked home feeling lighter, like a great burden had been lifted off my shoulders. Jewell was an amazing woman who deserved much better than me. And although I wasn’t sure if I’d ever see Isabella again, I couldn’t deny the fact that I was in love with her.
I tucked myself into bed wishing that I would have told her I loved her before I left. Would I ever see her again?
Cordelia’s point of view:
“Don’t be so nervous, it will be fine.” Max said to me. I punched the pillow beside me into submission, feeling like my body was a bundle of nerves. I kept punching the pillow as a way to deal with my stress.
“You don’t know my parents Max.” I said giving up punching the pillow, and held it to my chest instead.
“Well they can’t be too bad if they made such a wonderful daughter.”
My heart stuttered in my chest. Max was such a sweet heart. The greatest guy she’s ever met. Surely her parents would see that as well.
Word had gotten back to my parents that I was seeing someone, I should have known that in a small town like Morreaux you can’t hide a damn thing! So my parents, being the nosey type that they were demanded that I bring Max to dinner. I knew it was not because they really wanted to meet him, they wanted to make sure he was good enough for me.
Mas sat beside me on the bed and put his hands on my shoulders giving me a little massage to take away some of the tension. He had such magic fingers, and already I could feel some of that tension leaving my body. He replaced his hands with his lips, and dotted my neck with feathery kisses that made my toes curl! I leaned back into his embrace.
“So what time is dinner?” Max asked.
“8 pm.” I said tiredly.
“You don’t think they will like me?” Max asked looking like his feelings were hurt.
“It’s not you Max, they don’t like anyone I have ever dated.” I said truthfully. “The worst part of being an only child, and a daughter at that.” I said.
My parents, bless them, were wonderful to me. They worked hard there entire lives so I would never want for a thing. My father was one of the top surgeons in his field, and my mother worked directly under the Mayor of Morreaux. They were both very successful, and naturally expected a lot from there only daughter, and have always been very critical of anyone I’d ever dated.
I was pretty sure I was in love with Max. We hadn’t always gotten along. Infact, I used to think he was sort of a pig, but once you got to know him, you saw he was all heart. We couldn’t be anymore different, but it worked between us. Somehow despite our differences, we were perfect for one another, and I was worried my over bearing parents would scare him away!
“Well I’ll just have to lay on the Max charm extra strong then.” Max laughed quietly.
His hands slipped under my shirt touching my skin softly. I let out a soft moan, eager to feel his hands on my body.
“Now remember.” I told Max standing outside my parents brick house that had beautiful views of the river later that night. “No swearing, my parents hate that!”
“No swearing, got it.” Max said. “I’ll be on my best behavior, scouts honor.”
“Please don’t joke Max.” I scolded him feeling like we were walking into our execution.
“Cordelia.” Max put his hands on my shoulders and leaned in close. “I don’t care if your dad was the president, and your mom the first lady. I love you, and there is nothing they could do that would scare me away from you. If your parents care about you, then they will see that you are happy, and I’m the one that made you that way.” He spoke with conviction.
“Yeah well, just wait and see what you think after you meet them…” I muttered as we walked toward the front door.
“Hello!” I said brightly stepping inside the brightly lit home, wishing I felt as confident as I sounded. My parents were sitting in front of the television awaiting our arrival.
They stood up, and waited for introductions. “Mom, dad this is Maximus Zenteri.” I said as Max stepped forward to shake my father’s hand.
“It’s great to meet you sir.” Max said shaking my father’s hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“So what do you do for a living Max?” My dad asked.
Of course, he’d ask that question right off the bat, I felt my shoulders tighten with tension once again feeling like I was going to be sick.
“I am in the entertainment business sir.” Max said. “I also co-manage a couple of night clubs downtown.”
“A self-made man then!” My dad said clapping Max on the shoulder hard enough that he should have winced, but didn’t. I was glad he didn’t. My dad would see that as a sign of weakness, and it would be game over for Poor Max.
“Yes sir.” Max said. “I want to own my own club one day.”
“Mom this is Max.” I said giving my mom a quick hug, her expensive perfume adding to my nausea.
“Charmed.” My mom looked at Max’s hand like it might bite her, but my mom thankfully noticed the glare I gave her and took it anyways.
“Your daughter is an amazing woman.” Max said smiling at my mom. “I can see where she gets her beauty.”
“Thank you.” My mother said smiling, but the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Dinner was wonderful, but nerve-wracking all the same. My mom was a wonderful cook, and the tri-tip steaks were done to perfection.
“Thank you for the wonderful meal, Mrs. Gallagher.” Max said to my mother. “Can I help clear the table?”
“That’s not necessary” My mom said in a frosty voice, and then saw my dirty look and smiled at Max, that was really more of a grimace. “But thank you for your kind offer.”
My mom stood up and began clearing the table, and disappeared into the kitchen.
While my dad took Max away to his study for some man time, I joined my mother on the balcony. My mother turned when she heard my footsteps behind her.
“Why are you acting this way to Max?” I asked her. “Can’t you just be happy for me?”
“I know boys like him Cordelia, charming bad boys you think you can change, but you wont. He’ll always have a wild side that you will never be able to tame. He wont make you happy Cordelia. You’ll see in time that I was right.”
“Excuse me mom, but fuck you.” I said my brown eyes flashing. I watched my mom bring her hand to her chest and her mouth gape open with shock, and I felt triumph bloom in my chest.
“Cordelia!” She gasped.
“Max makes me happy mom, and you know what, he is a great guy. He works hard, and he is kind to me, and he doesn’t judge anyone, which is more than I can say for you!” I said feeling tears prick behind my lashes.
I walked away leaving my mom standing on the balcony alone.
I fumed as I walked down the hall towards the study. I stopped just outside the door listening in. At least Max and my father were getting along. Hope blossomed in my chest. My dad could be stuffy and hard-headed, but he had a kind heart, and wasn’t as judgemental as my mother, thankfully.
“I can tell you’re a good kid Max.” My dad said. “And I’m a pretty good judge of character, but know this, if you break my daughter’s heart, I’ll break you.”
“I wont sir.” Max said. “Your daughter is one of the best things that has ever happened to me, you can trust me.”
They stood up, my dad clapping Max on the back again. “Good to know son.”
Before they could open the door I hurried into the bathroom so they couldn’t catch me eavesdropping.
I stared into the mirror and looked at my reflection. I splashed cold water on my face and prayed for the night to end quickly…
Thankfully the night was over. My mother hardly looked at Max and I during desert. Thankfully my father and max seemed to get along great. By the end of the night they were joking around like old friends, for which I was grateful.
“Thanks daddy.” I said hugging my dad tight. I nodded at my mom. “Goodnight Mother.”
Max and my dad shook hands, and made promises to hit the golf course soon.
“See that wasn’t so bad was it?” Max said to me holding my hand as we walked towards the car.
“It could have been worse.” I said.