Say You Swear

Me: here’s my number in case you want to, you know, call me ... maybe.

I grin at my lyric of choice and wait for his reply.

Romeo: hahaha. Wanna know a secret?

Of course, I wanna know!

I respond a little more subtle.

Me: it’s not a secret if you tell me.

Romeo: I knew you were going to send me something about a song.

My brows pull in.

Romeo: Don’t frown.

What the…

I bite my lip and type out my next message.

Me: how?

Romeo: Well, Juliet, it won’t be a secret if I tell you

“Thank you.” I don’t mean to cry. “For this. For being here. For all things I can’t remember, but I’m sure you were there for the last few months.”

I want to black out , to shut down fully and completely, because if my girl doesn’t remember us, I don’t want to remember anything.
Not even my own fucking name.
For the first time in my life, I wish I were someone else.
I wish I were him.

Hi, beautiful.” I tip my head. “I’ve missed those chocolate eyes.”

squeeze her hand, and she looks toward the contact, her eyes flying to mine as if she only realized now I’m holding on to her.
I allow her the moment she wordlessly asks for, saying nothing as she takes me in from the light scruff building along my jaw, from refusing to spend an extra ten minutes shaving when I knew she was sitting in this bed without me, to the wrinkle of my clothes, pulled from a messy duffel bag I had my buddy drop off.
Slowly, her eyes make their way back to mine and hold.

“Don’t fucking finish that sentence, asshole. You chose to be with her and then you turned your back on her.”
“I didn’t want to hurt you!” Chase confesses, but it only makes Mason angrier.
“That’s fucked up and you know it! If hurting me protects her then that’s what you do. That’s what I’d want. You fucking know me, man!” He shakes his head. “You know this.”

was smitten in an instant, and my dad was won over when Noah deflected every compliment he was given regarding his game, finding a way to roll it over into something that didn’t place him in the spotlight, but highlighted the team as whole.

A whisper I’m ready to answer with one of my own.
“I swear.”

“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
I pull back, forcing him to look at me. “No. It’s not. Tell me.”
“Come on, Juliet,” he murmurs, the ache in his tone crushing my soul. “I can’t compete here, not when everything you ever wanted is in reach now, just waiting for you to take it.”

made us Thanksgiving dinner?”
“Did you really think I’d leave you at the hospital just to come back here and rest?”
I pause. “Well, now that you mention it, that was a very unlike you thing to do.”