Love Remains Chapter 12 (Last Part)

I cried almost immediately after I went to my room. I threw myself in my bed, which at the moment seemed to be my only comfort. I just couldn’t understand why this was happening. It all seem so wrong to me, but what could I do?

Within 5 minutes, my pillow was all wet with my endless crying. Stupid tears never seemed to stop, but I just couldn’t stop myself. At least, I get to cry as much as I want if not anything else. At the moment, tears seemed to be my only company.

I couldn’t remember the last time I had cried like this. I have always cried over not getting something, being rejected, loosing someone. But this was different, I was crying because I was going to do the thing that was going to hurt me the most. I was going to loose my only love, and let him go.

He will never know how much I love him. He means so much to me but he will never find out. My world will be all shattered when he is gone, but at least he will have a new start. He will get everything he wants; he deserves it.

Jordon’s life would be better after he leaves me, and he has to leave me. It is for his good, but if Jordon is going to be happy, why was I crying? I was supposed to be happy. Isn’t it how love is supposed to be? Being happy when your love is happy…. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself, something felt off, as if something just wasn’t right.

My love for Jordon was as deep as the ocean. The ocean was endless, and it was never going to end, just like my love for Jordon. The summer will change into winter, but my love for him will forever remain. I will love him until my last breathe. My love for him will always remain.

I started crying again, this time more hardly. I love him. I love him. I love him. How can he not be the one for me?

Someone knocked on the door, and for the first time I realized that I had actually locked the door. It was a good thing because I wasn’t in the mood to face anyone.

I tried to ignore the knock, but it started growing louder. "Grace, please open the door." The voice was unmistakable. It belonged to the only person in this planet who cared enough to want to be with me. I stood at the door, feeling like this was as close to him as I could get. He was so near and yet so far. There was nothing more than I wanted to open the door for him, and just let him in, but I couldn’t do that. If I let myself see him, I don’t know if I will be able to handle this.

He was still begging me to open the door, but I just closed my eyes, and sat on the floor, trying desperately to ignore him, but failing miserably. "Please," his voice was so soft that I would have missed it if I wouldn’t have paid that much attention to listen to him like I did.

I waited for him to say something but he didn’t. I waited for him to start knocking again but he didn’t. He probably was gone. How much rejection can a guy take when the girl isn’t even worth it? I slowly opened the door thinking that he wasn’t there, but my bad…… he was still there. He was facing the wall. He seemed distant, as if he wasn’t really there. When he heard the crack the door made, he turned his gaze from the wall to look at me. He looked terrible. His eyes looked puffy. Was he crying, but I couldn’t find any trace of tears. I probably looked worse but at the moment but it didn’t really matter.

We were both very quiet, looking into each other’s eyes. There was a silence for awhile, and he was the first one to break it. "My dad is leaving. H-He wants me………. to come with him."

"Oh, that’s great!" I tried to sound cheerful, but he winced.

"Don’t do this to me," his dark eyes look hurt.

I ignored him. "So when are you leaving?"

"My dad is leaving tomorrow."

"So you are leaving tomorrow?"

"I just said that my dad is leaving tomorrow." He corrected.

I shook my head. "That also means you are leaving tomorrow."

"No, I am not," his jaw was set like a little kid’s, and he was being stubborn.

"Stop being so difficult! Of course you have to-"

"I don’t have to," he interrupted. "I don’t know what exactly my dad said to you, but I do know that I can’t live without you, and I am not going anywhere."

"You have to!" My voice rang loud and clear, there wasn’t any trace of hesitation in my voice, not this time. After all, it was for his best. He had a bright, beautiful future ahead of him, and I couldn’t ruin it for him.

"What is it with you?" I don’t how he was standing so near me when just a second ago there was a good feet between us. He put his hand in my shoulder and shook me. "Just a day before, you seemed to be giving in, and I started hoping that maybe you felt the same way for me. And now….." He laughed darkly, and it was just so painful to see him like that. He turned his sharp eyes towards me, and studied my face very carefully. "What exactly did my dad say to you?"

I shook my head. "Nothing."

"Lie."

"Its true," I defended though I knew that was a lie.

"You might be a good actress, but it’s not going to work with me. I just know you too well. So, spit it out."

He was right, and I gave in. "He just said that he loved you and he wanted you to have a good future, and I really agree with him. You deserve happiness. He was right. You shouldn’t even have come here in the first place. Did you just come here for me? Why did you have to do that?"

He ignored my question. "So in another words, he asked you to stay away from me, and you agreed, right?" I hesitated. I couldn’t lie to him, and I just couldn’t tell him the truth.

"Right?" He shook me harder this time, but I just refused to answer. "Why don’t you answer me? At least just look at me!" I bit my lips, and turned to look at him. He was standing close now, so close that only a few inches separated us. I could even feel his warm breathe in my skin. His dark eyes seemed to penetrate through my very soul like it always did. May be this was the last time I was going to see this.

"Why are you doing this to me?" he said in a broken whisper.

"Maybe it’s the best for you." I answered. The strong guy that was my only comfort seemed weak. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, and comfort him, but I just couldn’t do that. I felt so helpless. There was just so much I wanted to say to him, so much to do, but I didn’t have time. He was leaving tomorrow. He has to.

He put his forehead against mine, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling that it was giving me. Who knew if I will ever be able to do this to him again. He was going away from my life, and he probably will never be back.

"Just say that you love me, I promise I will never leave you. I will stay with you forever." His voice was hoarse with emotions. I just shook my head.

"Your parents love you. They want you to be with them." I reminded him.

"I know but they can survive. What about you? Please tell me what you feel. Haven’t I waited long enough? Just say the words that I am dying to hear. Oh, love me…. I love y-"

"Shhhh" I put my finger in his lip, stopping him. "Save it for someone special." If he had said the words I don’t think I will be able to handle it. I would have thrown myself to him, and I couldn’t do that. I slowly pulled away, but he pulled me towards him again.

"You are that someone special." Oh, please, don’t say anything else, or I will just die. This means so much to me, but you will never know….

"Stop it!" I pulled away from him. "Just leave me alone. I don’t feel anything for you. Cant you just go?"

His eyes looked hurt, and I wanted to say that I didn’t mean it, but I just couldn’t. His expression changed, and with in a couple of seconds, he pinned me in the wall. His hands were in my side, and his body was touching mine. I started breathing heavily.

"If you don’t feel anything for me, why is your heart beating fast when I am near you? If you don’t love me, why do you like it when I touch you?" He caressed my cheeks so softly that I had to bit my lips very hard to not to close my eyes. I looked at him begging for him to stop. "You say you don’t love me, but why are your eyes sending me a different message?" I looked away, but he forced my chin back to look at him. "Isn’t this enough as it is, why are you making this harder on both of us?"

"I don’t love you." I shut my eyes tightly as I said the biggest lie of my life. When I opened my eyes, he was still staring at me, a smile forming into his lips. "You don’t know how much I have waited for you to look at me this way. I have lov-"

"Stop it!" I pleaded. Please don’t make this harder on me.

He seemed furious. "You don’t love me?" His statement was more of a question. I shook my head. "But I love you." Before I could do or say anything to stop him, his lips came crashing down on mine. His soft lips tasted sweet and again I felt out of control. I felt like nothing mattered but him. I was starting to kiss him when he pulled away. A tear slid from his left eye.

"Tomorrow 8 AM- that is all the time you have to figure out if you want to be with me, and if you love me. If you won’t come tomorrow…….." His eyes pained, and I knew that he was hoping that it wouldn’t happen. He changed his expression and looked at me. "I promise that I will stay away from you, and this time I won’t come back. You will never see me again." With that, he walked away with out giving me a second glance. When he was gone, I stared after him until his figure disappeared and I could see him no longer. Then I started crying.

His words kept repeating in my mind.

I promise that I will stay away from you, and this time I won’t come back.

You will never see me again.

You will never see me again.
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After he was gone, my tears gain their entry.

Maybe he just wasn’t the one for me, I try to soothe myself. We could work it out and try to make our relationship better, but maybe there was someone different for us. But I just couldn’t imagine myself with someone else.

Our relationship would have probably worked if it had a chance, but that was never going to happen.

He will be gone tomorrow, and I will never see him again. I will never see him. He probably wasn’t the one for me. He just wasn’t for me…..

It just seemed so hard to comfort myself. It was really up to me: was it worth loosing him when I didn’t even know for certain that he was going to be happy?I will make him happy. I love him! But does love provide food, shelter, comfort? The answer rang clear: no. Love just wasn’t enough.

How could I explain this to my desperate heart when it only wants him? What can I say that will remove this love for him from my heart?

Love remains.

I looked at the ceiling. Did I just hear that voice or was it my imagination? What did that mean? Love remains? I couldn’t understand it at all. I didn’t want to. I loved him, and now, I can’t have him. I cried my self to sleep with his beautiful face still on my mind.

When I woke up, the clock read 6:45. I jumped from my bed. My mind screamed his name. Jordon! Jordon! Oh no, he was leaving. I love him! He can’t leave! But then I realized that I was the only one who could stop him. If he left, I will never be able to see him again.

The voice came back to me. Love remains.

I tried to think of the meaning but I couldn’t understand. Then suddenly it hit me. No matter what I did to send Jordon away, he was still going to love me. Even if I send him away from me, and let him go, I was still going to love him. Our love will always remain. It doesn’t matter where we are, we will still love each other. Our love was something intimate, and serious. Our love was the one called true love. If he didn’t love me and he loved someone else, I would happily give him away knowing how much it would hurt me, but he loved me, and why was I letting it go? I love him and he loves me, what more could I ask for. He is everything to me, and I can’t live without him. If I let him leave today, he will be taking a part of me with him; a part which is able to love. If he won’t be in my life, there won’t be any Grace. There won’t be me. If I let him go today, I won’t be able to survive. I will probably die of pain, but I can’t do that. It is all up to me. I love him, and I can’t loose him. I can’t let my love story be a tragedy.

I had to get to the airport on time. I looked at the time and it read: 6:55 AM. I quickly put on my jeans, and a T shirt. I wasn’t paying attention about my looks or anything. Only Jordon mattered. Even if my whole life depended on it, I was going to get him.

I called a cab, and told him to take me to the airport as fast as he could. I gave him $50 tips just to get me there faster.

Oh, Jordon, I am coming for you. Please wait for me baby. Don’t leave me. This time I won’t let you go. Ever.

Even though the driver was driving pretty fast, it didn’t seem enough. "Can you drive faster?"

"This is all I can do. Sorry,"

Oh, God, please let this work. I couldn’t imagine what would happen if I become late and found that he was gone. I wouldn’t be able to survive that. I can’t live without him.

"How much longer?" I asked angrily. I was trying not to be impatient, but it just wasn’t working. I needed to see Jordon and stop him or else it will be too late.

"Just 15 more minutes," the driver sounded calm, and it made me even more mad.

"15 minutes? Are you kidding me? Cant you driver faster?" I yelled. The driver seemed to find it amusing. He was middle aged man with slightly slanted gray eyes.

"What is it so important that you need to be there in less than 15 minutes?" he asked.

"None of your business," I muttered.

"Okay, then it is going to take me 15 minutes."

"What? No. Please drive faster. I need to get there before he leaves. I love him so much. I will die if he leaves. It is my entire fault that he is leaving. I need to tell him that I am sorry and that…. I love him. If he leaves, I will never be able to see him again." Tears filled my eyes once again, and I wiped it quickly. I had promised myself that I wouldn’t cry this time. I will see him; I have to.

"You should have said that before." The driver started driving faster like a maniac, ignoring the traffic and all that. I was surprised that he was doing this.

"But why are you helping me?"

"You are not the only one who has been through this." He said before concentrating on this driving again.

"What happen?" I asked, curious.

"Do you want to be late or what?" He asked, still driving like a maniac.

"No." From then on, I shut my mouth. With in 5 minutes we reached the airport, and I was so glad that we were not in trouble. He opened my door after I had paid him, and muttered good luck. I was just so thankful to him, and I couldn’t even express my feelings. I just hugged him. He seemed surprise but I didn’t care. "Thank you, it means a lot to me."

"Now go, or your thank you wont be worth it." He waved. I started running again.

I couldn’t have been late. He was supposed to be here, but I couldn’t see him. I looked around, and checked almost every where but I couldn’t find him.

There was an announcement. "Passenger leaving from flight number nh16588778, please-" I was only half listening to the announcer; my eyes were searching for him. This was his plane. If I didn’t find him now, I will never be able to forgive myself again. He can’t leave me like this when I desperately need him.

Tears filled my eyes, and I sobbed. People were looking at me strangely, and I knew they were probably thinking that I was crazy. What did it even matter? I might as well be crazy if I won’t find him.

"Oh Jordon," my voice cracked and I knew how bad it sounded. I just couldn’t help crying. It was too late. He was probably gone. He was gone from my life… forever.

This time, my walk wasn’t as fast as it was before. I was walking in a sloppy way. At this point, my life had ended. I will never be whole again.

I was about to leave when I saw a dark figure hesitating just before he showed his password.

"Jordon!" I screamed his name, and he turned. His eyes widened when he saw me. His eyes looked as if he had been crying too. It was all it took me before I started running towards him, pushing angry people along the way. His arms opened for me, and he came half way running towards me. I went into his arms willingly. He lifted me off the ground, and he happily spin me around. I laughed at his action, and he too joined in. When he finally placed me on the ground, I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck. "Jordon, I need to tell you something." He waited, and his eyes seemed happy and excited. This was probably the day he had been waiting for a very long time. "I love you so much. I can’t live without you.

I can’t imagine myself not being with you. You are always clouding my mind, and you are the only one that’s on my heart. You taught me what love is, and I don’t want to let you go. I want to be with you forever. I have never felt this way for anyone, and I know that my love for you will forever remain. I promise I will never let you go." His eyes filled with tears and he hugged me close before his lips came crashing down on mine, and he kissed me hungrily, passionately, and lovingly. This kiss was more powerful than any other we had shared before; this was a kiss that spoke the unspoken words that only lovers could understand.

My breathing quickened and my face was burning. The heat was starting to make me feel dizzy, and it was starting to have its effect on me. I closed my eyes. It was all I could do to savor the best moment of my life. I felt like I had everything I could possibly ask for. My feelings were taking control over me once again. How can it feel so right, and pure?

We heard an applause from the audience, but we didn’t pull away to look at them. People must have been watching us but I didn’t have time to care about them. I was too busy kissing the love of my life.

A voice from within me conformed what I already knew as the truth.

"This is the one."

I no longer doubted that. At this point, I most certainly knew that he was the one for me; I could feel it in my soul. If he wasn’t the one, his lips wouldn’t feel so right against mine, and I wouldn’t have fit this way in his arms. He was the one that was meant for me all along. I wouldn’t feel right with anyone else but him. With him in my life, I felt contend and happy. I felt like I was flying freely in the air.

And for the first time in my life I knew without a doubt that love remains, just like my love for him will forever remain.

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