A Promise

A Promise

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Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

Amelia's POV- Two years ago the only man I’ve ever loved proposed to one of my best friends, Emma. That was the turning point of my life. Since then I’ve felt nothing but turmoil and chaos inside of me. I’ve tried dating, one night stands, new activities and other things but nothing ever calmed my insides or “soul” as I should call it. Therefore, I've decide to give up on love. What's the point when I only get hurt from it every single time. But if I've given up why do I feel hopeful around Hal, the new COO, every time he looks at me. Something about him makes me doubt myself and I don't need anymore confusion in my life than there already is. I need to get rid of these silly feelings before they become too serious, if he'll let.

Summary

Amelia's POV- Two years ago the only man I’ve ever loved proposed to one of my best friends, Emma. That was the turning point of my life. Since then I’ve felt nothing but turmoil and chaos inside of me. I’ve tried dating, one night stands, new activities and other things but nothing ever calmed my insides or “soul” as I should call it. Therefore, I've decide to give up on love. What's the point when I only get hurt from it every single time. But if I've given up why do I feel hopeful around Hal, the new COO, every time he looks at me. Something about him makes me doubt myself and I don't need anymore confusion in my life than there already is. I need to get rid of these silly feelings before they become too serious, if he'll let.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Chapter One

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Submitted: August 18, 2016

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Two years ago the only man I’ve ever loved proposed to one of my best friends, Emma. That was the turning point of my life. Since then I’ve felt nothing but turmoil and chaos inside of me. I’ve tried dating, one night stands, new activities and other things but nothing ever calmed my insides or “soul” as I should call it. This morning I found out that Emma is expecting. It’s been a year since they’ve been married and since then I’ve seen them a couple times. I try to avoid them at all costs because every time I see them together the feeling of longing and envy grows inside me. I’m having enough problems as it is with my “dark” emotions but sure why not add on another couple of emotions because my brain doesn’t think I don’t have enough going on and I can only hope that I don’t explode. After several hours of trying to work but not accomplishing anything for the day I take the rest of the day off. Why should I not? I’m the goddamn CEO and can do what I want. I call my other best friend, Ida, when I get in my car hoping to have a girl’s day. The line picks up, “Ida?” I groan. “I heard about it,” she replies, and in that moment my “dark” emotions break through my icy exterior feeling angry at myself for not knowing how to feel about the situation. “Ugh! Just let me forget already.” I moan into the cellphone. The frustrations I had held in for such a long time finally broke through along with all my regrets and tears came running out. Although I had given up on Adan and no longer felt any romantic feelings for him it still hurt every time I saw or thought of them. I finish venting and quickly recompose myself, “I’ll meet you at home” I try to tell her calmly, but my bitterness seeped out giving evidence away that I was not reacting well to the news. “Ok, drive safely,” Ida responds before I hang up the call and pull myself together. I quickly tie my hair back into a ponytail and check my makeup. I pull out of the company garage parking lot and left after twenty minutes of deep breathing and convincing myself to drive the ten-minute drive home. I arrive to my apartment building and drag myself into the elevator, up to my floor and door. I unlock the door and enter my haven. I step inside take a glance at my flat as the door shuts and I walk over to the white leather couch. All my minor accomplishments and treasures laid inside this cave of mine, the only thing that brings me peace. The crème colored walls are accentuated with mustard and maroon tapestries, and rugs I received or bought on my travels. My flat was constructed with giant arch windows which I love dearly along with an open floor plan and spaciousness that allows me to live freely and openly (literally). I hear a soft knock at the door and thought it must have been Ida, “Come in!” I yell. The door opens and the presence immediately fills up the loneliness in my soul that my cave could not. It was the presence of the most handsome, desirable, dreamiest man I have ever laid eyes on who took my breath away. The realization that he stole my breath reminded me that I needed to stay in control of my emotions. I had given up on love but that doesn’t stop me from taking pleasure when I saw it. I also found it odd that there was a new feeling inside of me, tranquility or was it wholeness. At that moment Ida decides to show up and knocks on the side of the door. I look at her and back to the handsome man. “Can I help you?” I ask when I find my voice. He stares at me, until he realizes Ida and I were staring back at him. “Yes, I just moved in and wanted to say hi,” he says with a smile. I stand up and walk over to him extending my hand for a handshake. “Welcome to the neighborhood.” I try to say enthusiastically “I’m Amelia and that’s Ida, my best friend, who lives in 315, and you are?” I ask wanting to figure out my new emotions. “Hal White,” he says, holding out his hand for a shake. I take his hand in mine and immediately felt tingles when our hands touched. I let go after a brief shake and wipe my hands down the side of my pajama pants to try to rid the tingles. Ida says a quick greeting to him and left for the kitchen to find some food for us to eat. I return to the couch while the handsome man stands across from me. “So?Why did you move?” I ask. “Work,” he says, “I’m being transferred to a new company tomorrow.” “Oh,” I reply not being interested in talking about work. I turned my head towards Ida, “Can you bring me the cider and a glass or three, depending if the new neighbor wants to join in?” I ask her, I turn my attention back to Hal waiting for his reply. “Sure, I’ll join why not?” he said playfully with a smile and I realize that I was going to regret something after tonight, another regret into my life of regrets. He walks over to the arch window and takes a glance at the view below. He comes back and sits in the yellow chair to the left of me with a table lamp between us. He stares at me for some time and the tingles I felt before begin to accumulate. I grow restless of his hungry stares, fidgeting with my hands and biting my lip out of habit. I take notice of Ida in the kitchen preparing to bring out the glasses and cider and decide to escape from him by helping. “I’ll be right back,” I tell him quickly. He smiles and nods back at me, as if he knew why I was running away from him. I walk to the kitchen and ask Ida if she needed any help. She tells me to take the cart that was full of chips, ice cream, fruit, toppings, chocolate, and more junk food while she carried the cider and glasses. I push the cart the fifteen feet in between the kitchen and the living area and place the items on the coffee table moving the cart to the side and out of the way while Ida set the cider and glassware down and sat in the fudge color chair next to the windows. I dig in, grabbing a bowl for my ice cream, a glass for my cider, and sprinkled some crushed almonds, strawberries, sliced bananas and chocolate syrup to my vanilla ice cream. I look up at the handsome man realizing that if I wasn’t careful I could lose everything I have. “What do you do for work? If you don’t mind me asking.” I ask him. He sets down his bowl of chocolate ice cream and smiles, “I’m an architect and business man,” He states. He was an architect! Maybe I felt the sense of tranquility from him because grandpa was also an architect. But wait there are other architects at the company and I don’t feel that sense. Confused by the new emotions I decide to put them to rest. “I’m sorry but I didn’t catch your last name earlier, do you mind telling me?” Hal asks with a smile. “Amelia Winters,” I introduce myself again, full of pride because I was proud of my name and what I had accomplish so far aside from my personal life. Hal didn’t look shocked or surprised when he heard my name his only reaction was a nod. “Winters.” He says. “What a name.” he comments. I decide to not let his ignorance get the better of me and ignore his comment about the name. Ida looks over to me with worry in her eyes, “How are you?” she asks caringly. I could never get angry at her even if her motherly questions annoyed me. “I’m fine,” I say. She glares at my cold response knowing I just lied to her but decides to let it slide due to Hal’s presence. Hal looks back and forth between Ida and I, looking confused about the interaction. “Is everything alright?” he asks attentively. I turn my head to him, “Yes, everything’s alright.” I say calmly, thinking about how his voice was able to dispel the growing irritation and loneliness in my chest. I begin to pour myself another glass of cider convincing myself that it was just a delusion and I didn’t need to get my hopes up. I stop the glass mid raise to my lips realizing that I was going to be needing a stronger drink. I set the glass down, stand up and walk to the kitchen. I grab a bottle of red wine, pour myself a glass and walked back with the glass in one hand and the bottle in the other. Ida raises an eyebrow at me sending me a look that she knew I wasn’t fine at all. “Are we celebrating anything tonight?” Hal asks curiously. I gulp down a mouthful of wine, hoping to numb the turmoil and chaos in my heart. “Yes,” I answer bitterly. “I found out today that my friend is expecting,” I tell him. Hal looks over to Ida wondering if I were talking about her. “A congratulations is needed to be said,” he says. “Yes,” I say, “A congratulations is fully needed from me to Emma and Adan.” I say coolly, Hal looks up at me surprised at my tone. He keeps quiet looking unsure of what to say to. Not that he knows but what does one say to comfort my jealousy and “dark” emotions anyway. Of course any right person would congratulate a happy couple who just found out they were expecting but not the other women, the ex, the past lover or me. “They’ve been married for a year and a half now and I happily gave them my blessings as their best friend.” I explained, “Two of the three people I love most have decided to start a life together so I won’t stand in their way, since I have been for the past decade.” Once again regret coursed through me and a crack split in my iron walls guarding my heart. I take another swish of wine and plop strawberries in my mouth while we watch the movie that Ida must’ve put on without me realizing. It was Phantom of the opera, it used to be my favorite movie, but not anymore. Now it just reminded me of my situation. I would be the phantom who comes in between Christine and Raoul. We were at the scene where Raoul was singing “All I ask of you,” on the roof of the theater to Christine. We continue to watch the movie in silence up to the end of the movie. I get up to take out the movie and put our next movie in, “any requests?” I ask them with a sigh. Ida slowly gets up from the chair and looks at me, “I have to head back to the café, I don’t know how much longer they can take without me,” she says remorsefully. “Its fine,” I say smiling at her, “I’ll be fine,” I say again to reassure myself. Ida sends me a look of guilt, as if the pain in my chest was caused by her. “Its fine Ida, go back to work I know how busy your café gets and you don’t have as many hands at work as I do. I’m sure Hal won’t mind staying with a buzzed me for a while.” I tell her. Hal interrupts and stands up, “let me walk you to the door,” Hal says politely and he did walk her to the door. I watch Ida leave after she says something to Hal, something that she didn’t want me to hear as Hal nodded his head in agreement. He closes the door and walks back to the couch while I was still trying to decide what to watch next. “Anything against Disney movies?” I asked Hal, because I didn’t want to torture a man with kid movies. He smiles sweetly at me and shakes his head. I insert Brother Bear and turned back to the couch only to find Hal in the middle of it. I stare at him, questions running through my head but decide to hold it in. I sit next to him with no objection of his presence so close to me. Throughout the movie Hal’s scent would fill my nose every now and then sending comfort to my lonely shriveled soul and lust to my building libido. My fatigue influences my heavy eyelids to close every so often that I didn’t realize my eyes were closed for a while. I finally fell asleep not knowing I had and wake up with my head resting on the side of Hal’s right arm as the movie credits scrolled on the TV screen. I look at Hal and find him asleep as well. I gently raise myself off of the couch to turn off the movie and clean up the mess. I begin to pack away the chips and chocolate, putting the fruits, syrup and ice cream back where they belong, and doing the dishes. When I finished it was already nine fifteen and I was mentally exhausted, I decide not to wake Hal up and to just let him sleep on the couch for the night while I would sleep on my comfy bed. I lay in bed with my mind fully awake and running. After lying in bed for a long hour I get out of bed, grab two towels, the red wine and a glass. I walk to the bathroom and closed the bathroom door for the first time, only because Hal was here and strip me of my clothes. I run hot bath water and squeeze some lavender vanilla bubble bath soap into the tub. I release my hair from its restriction and look at my reflection in the hanging mirror on the backside of the bathroom door. I stare at my reflection for some time while the bath water was pooling in the tub. I take a look at myself starting with my black long hair, my face, and chest and further down. Overall I knew I was good looking, it took hard work and motivation to look like I did today and I was confident in my body but it still hurt when my parents or relatives compared me to my overly kind sister who had a great life and great looks. I turn my attention back to the tub now full of water and bubbles. I set my glass of wine down on a wooden stool and step into the tub. I stretch my legs out and rest my head on the end of the claw foot tub. The memory of the Adan’s lunch date with me from one year ago ran through my head. He’d called me with a serious tone asking me if he could get lunch with me the next day. I knew what it would be about so I tried my best to prepare myself yet I went lunch the next day with an open heart. “Mia,” Adan said seriously with a tight smile. I give him a small smile knowing that I was the reason he looked that way. He pitied me. Felt guilty for leaving me in the dark and left for the light at the end of the tunnel. “Hey,” I say with cheeriness. I sit down across from Adan in the coffee shop. “What’s up?” I ask him getting straight to the point. Adan opens his mouth then closes it repeating the action and I begin to laugh. “You look like a guppy gasping for air.” I joke with him. He laughs nervously and runs his hand through his hair. “Just spit it out.” I say seriously. “I can take it.” I say with a small smile. He sends me a pained face. “I don’t want to hurt you.” He says tightly. I place my hand over his on the table and he looks up at me. He sighs and looks me straight in the eyes. “I’m proposing soon.” My heart shatters at his words and he must have seen the pain on my face. “This is why I said I didn’t want to hurt you.” He said quietly. I try to regain my composure and tighten my hold on his hand. “Hey,” I croak out clearing my voice to avoid that again. “I want what you want.” I say simply. “Yes it hurts but I rather you and Emma be happy then miserable like me. Especially when you finally found your light.” I say to him. “But what about you?” he asks. “What about me?” I say plainly. “You can’t think that you can be with Emma and still think about me.” I tell him seriously. “Look, if you want Emma you can only have Emma. There’s no more me or other girls.” I tell him. “If I’m giving you up it better be for Emma. I can see that she really loves you and she would die for you.” I say emotionally. “So what are you here to really say?” I ask him. He takes a moment to collect himself. “Mia, I know I’ve hurt you over the years and I have no right to ask this but I want your blessing to ask for Emma’s hand. Of course she doesn’t know yet and I know when I ask the first thing she’ll think about is you. Therefore, I want to make sure that you are ok with us being together. I promise there will only be her in my life starting from today. I know there will be ups and downs but I’m willing to fight for her till my last breath” He says seriously. I give him smile and stand up to give him hug. “You better treat her like a queen.” I laugh. He hugs me back tightly and laughs back nodding to my comment. “I’m so sorry Mia.” He says with a strained voice. “Hey, don’t be. You deserve happiness as well as Emma.” I say back with tears in my eyes. Adan pulls away from the hug and wipes away my tears. “You’ll find him someday.” He says with a hopeful smile. I step away from him and give him a smile as I turn to leave. Something in me broke that day, probably my heart, maybe that was why all I ever felt again was anger, envy, and confusion. I will myself to calm down as I drink the rest of the wine in the bottle. I gaze out the bathroom window, taking in the city night life view. Gently closing my eyes, I begin to feel the buzz from the wine vibrate throughout my body and the “WHAT IF” thoughts ran through my head, what if Adan had fallen in love with me instead or if I were pregnant with his child and not Emma or if he needed me as much as I needed him back then, what would my life be like then. Would I be happy? But his rejection led me to believe that I would never find someone to love me. No one in my life had ever needed me until Adan came into my life. He had needed someone to help him back up and support him and him to me but then he fell for Emma and left. Who would want me then? The one man I needed didn’t need me anymore, the woman who brought me into this world didn’t need me either. Who could want me? Tears stream down my face as I lay in the tub coming to terms that I would never find the man Adan said I would.  


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