Olive's P.O.V.
It seems things come faster when you're dreading them. Tonight was Lucas' last night before he leaves for his cabin trip. We decided to spend the day together just the two of us. There was a lot of fucking...and I mean a lot. He said he wanted to get his weeks worth and that when he came back he'd do it again. My legs were completely useless to me right now, having been ravished by the sex god I get to call my boyfriend.
We were talking about small silly things on the couch now. Trivial matters that kept the conversation going and light. We were trying to stay happy and positive, even though it felt like Lucas was taking a piece of me with him. I know I'm being dramatic, it's only a week, but still. It's a week and we haven't been apart since his accident. It's almost been two months now. It's a big difference when you go from seeing someone every day to not at all for a week.
"Favorite memory?" He asked me.
"That's a hard one," I said, tapping my finger on my chin as I thought about it. "The time I snuck out of my house and met a friend. We looked at the stars and spoke about our futures for most of the night. It's the night I decided what I really wanted to be. The sky looked so beautiful then too." I admitted. I didn't want to say who the friend was, worried that Lucas might be jelaous it was Ian.
"I'll have to thank Ian for setting you down this path. Otherwise, we would have never met. However, I plan to take the best memory spot soon." He winked at me.
"How'd you know it was Ian?"
"I'm to your junior year on your journals now. I'll be taking those with me to the cabin trip, too. I plan to be on your senior year when I return." I was surprised by the sheer number of journals he had read already. "I'm getting closer to my journals." He sang excitedly like a child.
"That you are. I better start writing more while you're gone."
"I like the sound of that." He smiled.
"What's your favorite memory?" I asked him.
"Hmm, that would be the night Ivy helped my mom get away from my dad."
My chest tightened at his answer. He had a whole life before me, one where he almost married this girl. I am sure they would be happily married if she hadn't died. I squeezed his hand comfortingly as he looked down.
So much for keeping the mood light.
"She sounds like she was a really great person, Lucas."
"She was, she really was." He nodded his head.
We fell silent for a moment before I broke it.
"How many kids do you want to have?" I asked the next random get to know you question that came to mind.
"I would like 2 or maybe even 4." He told me. "Can't be an uneven number."
"I want just 2. Would you want a boy or a girl first?"
"Girl cause she'll look just like you." His answer made my cheeks burn red.
He was thinking of kids with me, whereas I had just been thinking of kids in general. Now I can't seem to stop picturing it. I hope they will come out as cute as him. Hopefully, not with my flaming red locks. I am not sure they'd care for it.
"You want to have kids with me?" I asked him, surprised.
"Of course I do. I told you I'm not letting you go ever again. That means I've tied my life to you already. I want to marry you, have kids with you, and grow old together. We'll retire together and live on some tropical island where we spend our days drinking out of coconuts, watching the waves roll in."
I imagined it as he spoke, painting a beautiful picture in my head. I want the same thing.
"That sounds perfect."
"Then we'll make it happen. Just wait and see, Rose. I'll make all your dreams come true."
He kissed me before I could say anything, and I knew exactly where this was headed again. This time he bent me over the couch and let the slap of our skins and my moans fill the air. Every time I think I am done, he finds another way to rile me back up. I don't think I'll ever tire of him.
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**Song suggestion: Love of My Life by Avery Lynch**
"Good morning, sleepy head. Ready to see me off?" Lucas woke me with a kiss reminding me that he was leaving today. I frowned, not liking the fact.
"No," I pouted, making him laugh.
"Sorry, Rose, but I'd like to be said goodbye at the airport."
"I know, I know. I am going. I just wish you didn't have to leave," I said as I got up and off the bed.
We got ready, and then headed out once we were sure Lucas had everything he needed, even the journals. We took my car so I could drive it back from the airport without having to worry. I hated having to say goodbye, but I walked him to his gate and did just that.
"Be good. Spend lots of time with your mom and Lisa. Please be careful up there, and make sure to text me often. Send me pictures if you can, and call me at night. I'm going to miss you terribly. You are my everything. This week can't go by fast enough. I love you." I confessed, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"I love you too, Olive. Be careful while I am gone. Don't let your dad see you when you go check in on your future sibling. Make sure to have fun with Hailey and Leo on Thanksgiving. Text me pictures too, as often as you like about anything at all. I'll miss you, Rose."
He kissed me sweetly, leaving me wanting more as he pulled away. I didn't take my eyes off him until I couldn't see him any more, disappearing into the crowd of holiday travelers. He's out of my field of vision and out of my side for the next week. I drove home, trying not to cry. It seems over dramatic, but god did I miss him already.
I got back home safe, immediately grabbing one of Lucas' hoodies and putting it on, enveloping myself in his scent. I began to work on my projects, papers, and any unfinished work I needed to get done. It helped take my mind off my melancholy heart. It took me pretty much all day to finish my project, and write one of my papers. Tomorrow I'll finish the rest, and then head back home to Portsmouth, New Hampshire.
I decided to grab a small suitcase and pack enough for a couple of days. I don't plan on staying there more than just one night. I packed myself what I needed, and a little extra in case of an emergency. You always want more than you need.
I forced myself to eat dinner at least, but I was beginning to think I had caught some kind of stomach bug, because I was feeling kind of nauseous again.
My Knight: Made it.
Lucas' first text to me came through with a picture of him and Lisa. The cabin glowed from the warm light that poured through the window. It was covered in snow making the two siblings pop out more. They sported large smiles, and it warmed my heart to see.
Olive: Have fun! I miss you already.
My Knight: Hard to have fun without my Rose :'( I miss you!
I sent him a picture of myself sprawled on the bed with my books all around me.
Olive: I dare say you're having more fun than me.
My Knight: I wish I was there with you. I miss you in my arms.
Olive: I know what you mean, but try and enjoy yourself with your mom and Lisa. I know they could both use your happiness.
My Knight: Then I should have brought you.
I smiled like an idiot at his text.
Olive: Are you saying I'm your happiness?
My Knight: Isn't that obvious by now. You're my happiness, Olive Brewer. Now go to sleep. It's getting late, and you have a decent trip ahead of you tomorrow. No driving while you're sleepy!
Olive: Yes, sir! Don't worry, I'm a safe driver. Good night my knight. I love you.
My Knight: Goodnight, my Rose. I love you!
I moved my books off the bed and got myself cozily in bed. It felt odd sleeping without him by my side. I was happy knowing he was with his family though and that he was safe. I fell asleep thinking of him, allowing myself to dream of him.
Tomorrow I go home.