I woke up in my bed very sore. Trying to carry a 15 year old into your house is a pain in the neck, especially because she won't wake up. I groaned, stretching out my arms and proceeded to get up and start my day. As I walked down the hall to my bathroom, I heard a bit of small conversation down stairs. There is only one person here, which is Aleigha, but who could she be talking to? I thought to myself and turned around heading down stairs to see who was doing the talking. I walked through the foyer and there wasn't anyone there and then I heard music. Specifically piano music coming from the den.
I approached the threshold to the den and saw Aleigha laying against the piano, watching a stranger play a beautiful piece. I stood there for a moment and listened to them play, when Aleigha caught me. Her eyes locked with mine and she gave me a slight smile, that's when the music stopped and the stranger turned around.
I am going to kill her.
Why is it so hard for someone to forget everything about a person you have known for your entire life? I asked this question every time I caught a glimpse of Andy any where. Whether it be on the TV, YouTube, magazines, anything. I knew this man all too well and I was not able to forget him or the things that he used to do. Like for instance, remembering him and how he played the piano so well, that you would think that he practiced since he was little, but that wasn't the case. Or the fact that I knew the subject matter he was thinking or going to talk about just by his body language. I knew him and he knew me.
"TiTi, I hope you are not mad. But Andy came over here about 45 minutes ago and I thought you would have been up sooner, but I-" She stuttered over her own words but I placed my hand up as to ask her to stop.
"Aleigha, that's okay, just wish you would have woke me." I sighed and realized there was no escaping this. "Can you leave me and Andy alone for a little bit. Maybe go and take Chewy out for a walk?" I asked her not looking away from the man in front of me and saw Aleigha scamper away from out of my peripherals.
"Why are you here?" Was the first thing out of my mouth and I wasn't too nice about it either. And in doing that, I knew I was going to be screwed because this was going to take up my entire day.
[Andy's P.O.V]
Roni was in bitch mode. I could tell just by her stance and the tone in her voice when she spoke, she didn't want me here and I knew that, but there was closure that needed to happen. Me and the guys all talked about it last night after the award show and for us (me especially) to get over this, we had to talk about it.
"Roni, I am not here to fight with you or to beg you to forgive me.."
"Then why are you here?" She cut me off being more stern than just a few seconds ago. I am not sure if I ever told her how much that ticks me off, but it did. I just need to keep my cool because I don't want to fight with her.
"Roni, stop. At least let me say what I came here to say without you cutting me off or bitching at me. I already told you, I don't want to fight or argue, but I am looking for closure." I stopped and took a breath and she began to laugh at me.
"Andy, you honestly think that after 4 almost 5 years, you can try and finally find closure in your wrong-doings? If that is the case," she paused trying to contain her laughing and everything changed. "Then you really should just leave." Her voice was stern and she was pissed.
How can I do this? I rolled my eyes because I could see that one way or another this was going to head south which is what I didn't want to do. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair and starred at her. One way I knew to make her understand and to shut up, was looking at her in the eyes. It'd make her squirm being under my gaze but she might just shut up long enough for me to speak. I looked at her green eyes and held my gaze for along as I needed too. Which very quickly was already working.
"Andy, I know what you are doing. Stop." She spoke, her tone drastically changed.
"Roni, I am not doing anything." I spoke trying to hold back the seductive tone, because we don't need that. I took a breath and watched her move about the room, trying to make it seem like she wasn't effected. "I am just watching you and waiting until you could let me speak my peace and be done."
I grinned slily and continued to watch her body language. Strange after almost 10 years, you still know every which way a person ticks.
[Roni's P.O.V]
Why is he doing this to me? I honestly couldn't fathom why he was trying to play this game. Nothing is going to ever happen between us regardless if he wants to make up or find closure or whatever. I couldn't stand in one place for very long because of his gaze. He would stare me down and I hated that feeling. With him it happened for one of two reasons. One he wanted me to shut up and let him talk; or two, he wanted to try something with me. Which I was not having but strangely it was working.
"Fine." I sighed and finally gave into him and his ways. Now he could talk, get out of my house and out of my life forever.
I watched him as he leaned up off the piano and walk over towards me, his eyes still burning into me. What is he doing? There was only one thing that I knew would come from this. He was going to try and kiss me, and that was something that wasn't allowed. He wasn't allowed to touch me regardless if my craved for it. I had to stand my ground, but it seemed impossible.
"Roni." He took a short pause. "Veronica, I am sorry. For everything that I had ever did to you, or made you do. You shouldn't have supported me and run yourself in debt. I shouldn't have ever had cheated on you. You gave me your trust and I was stupid and threw it away. But mostly what I am sorry for, that I am not sure words can make up to you, is for ever laying a hand on you.
"You are far too perfect, too caring, and too amazing to ever be treated the way I did you and I wish that I could die a thousand deaths to take away the pain and fear that you have. I know the trauma you are in because of me. I know that since then you haven't felt a man touch because of everything that I did. I can see that look, yes I know, because of your body language. You are stiffing up because I am coming near you but you, at the same time are pleading with me to touch you, and that is through your eyes."
Shit. He was right. I am so mad at him that with everything he did to me I can't be able to be in a relationship. Just like with Austin yesterday. He grabbed my arm lightly and on the inside I was having an anxiety attack. Andy knew me and this was something else I was so scared of.
"Roni, I am not going to touch you nor will I ever do it again without asking you. As much as I want to kiss you right now, I won't. Nothing with happen unless you decide that it's what you want and you tell me that it's what you want.
"This is not what I came for. I came here to tell you that I was sorry for everything and ever since then not a day goes by that I don't hate myself and want to drink myself into oblivion for it. I came here for closure because the guys think that it will help get rid of a burden and guilt I have been carrying around, and they also hope that it will stop me from being a dick to them. I am so unbelievably sorry for it all. Veronica Rieley Chase, I am still in love with you and you still have my heart. I know I ripped yours out that night, and that same night you took mine with you. I am sorry."
He finished his speech and step in closer to me, making me flinch. I held my breath waiting for the worst of anything, which was the complete opposite. He reached up and tucked a strand of my grey hair behind my ear, and kissed my forehead. I had my eyes closed as I tried to remember the times we had together and when I opened them, he was not there.
Did I dream this?
