Cause there’s always time for second guessing.

March 17, 2012
The Bently Mansion

He looked at me like he meant it, but I wasn’t sure how much I wanted to believe him. But love is such a strong word…. Could I feel that way too?


“Please say something Anastasia.” He pleaded, and I swallowed.


“I…” Was all I could say.


“Please come back with me. I will treat you right. Penelope will still be there, but she won’t get in the way of me and you. I want to take care of you, Anastasia. I want you to be mine again,” He pressed his lips to the top of my hand. “À moi, Anastasia.”


“Harry, I can’t come back with you.” His face grew sad, and he looked heartbroken.


“I love you. All I’m asking for is your love in return. Please come back with me. I won’t ever leave your side. And trust me when I say this, I won’t get married to anyone, unless that somebody is you.” He smiled and I swallowed again.


“I can’t. I’m sorry.” I shook my head and walked away from him.


None of this. I don’t need any of this. I am done. I’ve already told myself this twice, and twice too many. Don’t turn around.


I began to cry again and started to run. He just confessed his love for you and you’re still going to run away? Fucking idiot.


And I didn’t look back, not once.


“It’s about damn time. What did you do, buy something else?” Malina said when I got into the car.


“I didn’t have to buy his love.” I muttered, tears pouring from my eyes.


“He told you that he loved you?” She looked surprised and I nodded my head. “And you didn’t collapse into his arms?” She looked disappointed now.


I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came up. She waited for me to say something, but she put both her hands on the steering wheel and looked forward.


“Fine. If it makes you happy to not be with him, than I won’t stop you from doing what you want. But Ana,” She started the car. “You seemed pretty depressed without him.”


I buckled and looked forward, wiping away my tears. What if she’s right? What if I am happy with him? And I think I’m in hell when I’m with him… Even though I’m not.


“Here we are. Are you sure you want me to go home? I could make some pizza or something.” Malina said when I got out of the car. A loud crackle of thunder flew across the sky and we both screamed in sync, laughing afterwards.


“No. You’ll probably burn the house down.” I laughed and looked at her. “I want you to get home before it starts storming real bad.” Then it just began to pour down rain. “Oh my gosh!” My hair was already soaked from standing by her car and she began to laugh at me.


“Alright I’m leaving! I love you and I hope you’re happy with what you get in the end!” She yelled over the rain and gave me a smile before driving away.


I quickly ran into my house and took a deep breath.


Don’t turn around.


I opened the door back up and the clouds had made it look dark outside, and it was raining harder than it was before.


But I sure did have some guts.


I quickly locked my door and ran to my car, starting it and pulling out of my driveway.


I wasn’t sure where I would end up, but my mind was made up apparently.


Because I found myself in the driveway of the Bently Mansion.


I quickly got out of my car and slammed the door shut, the raindrops felt like knives hitting my skin, and they were pouring on my head. I had a headache, but I didn’t care.


I wasn’t even half way up the driveway, when Harry walked outside to throw something away in his dumpster. When I caught sight of his face, he actually looked… Sad.


I froze in my tracks, and the door that he left open shone light directly on me. And then he caught sight of me as soon as he turned.


He took a step forward and scratched his head. But then he widened his eyes. “Anastasia?” Then his face grew mad and I took a deep breath.


“Harry. I’m sorry.” He let out a growl and started to walk towards me angrily, frightening me. But when he walked right into the rain, he didn’t stop, he just picked up speed. “I shouldn’t have walked away from you. I should have at least said something.” He held back his hand like he was going to hit me and I was prepared for it. “I’m sorry.” I whispered before he was about two feet in front of me. And his hand met my neck.


But then he pulled me into him and kissed me harshly. And it felt good. He ran his fingers through my wet hair when I kissed him back and the kiss grew more heated; distracting me from the freezing rain that was soaking my body. I shuddered on his lips and a low groan escaped from his lungs.


“I’m sorry.” I spat out and he held me where I was, our forehead’s still touching.


“You came for me.” He whispered, barely audible because of the rain that had grew heavier. “That’s all I needed to know that you were sorry.”


He locked his lips with mine again and took a small breath. He cupped my cheeks with his hands and smiled at me. “I love you Anastasia. And I mean it.”


I kissed the inside of his hand and tears lept from my eyes.


“Come on, let’s go inside.” He locked fingers with me, and my knees went weak. But then he picked me up in his arms and ran into the house. “Let’s get you out of these wet clothes, Miss Greene.” He whispered and we dashed to my room.


I walked over to my closet when we made it to my room and pulled out a small satin blue dress. It was cute- perfect to sleep in.


But then I felt Harry’s lips on my shoulders and tensed. “Don’t worry. I won’t take advantage of you right now even though you’re wet,” He kissed my neck, “And vulnerable.”


I turned to him and bit my lip. “You can still help me change…”


He gave me a grin and put his middle finger under my shirt, the rest of his fingers locking onto it as he slipped it over my head. He grabbed a fresh bra out of the dresser and unclipped mine, letting me slip it off before he clipped the dry one on. I stepped out of my underwear and he slid some dry ones up my legs, kissing my navel once he reached it.


Then he slid the dress over my head, his hands perfectly molding to my body and grabbing a hold of my hips.


He kissed my forehead and smiled at me. “I didn’t know you were coming, so I um.. I didn’t prepare a meal or anything.”


“Well,” I looked to the same clock sitting on the nightstand and it said ‘7:49’. “We could always scavenge for some food.” I laughed a little and he kissed my forehead again before locking fingers with me and we walked down stairs.


I led him to the dark kitchen and he laughed at me. I opened the freezer and smiled at what I saw.


Rocky Road ice cream.


“This should bring up some memories, aye?” I laughed and grabbed a couple of spoons.


“It doesn’t bring up good memories.” He shook his head and we sat down at the table. “So, anything new with you?”


“Well for starters, a man confessed his love for me. And I think that’s about it.” I smirked before taking a bite of ice cream.


He took one and raised his eyebrows. “Oh really? What’s this man like?”


“He’s… Handsome, smart, mysterious. He likes to yell at me a lot, but it turns out good in the end. He’s a great man.” I winked and he looked down.


“You said he confessed his love?” He asked and I nodded my head, laughing a little. “Well, do you happen to love him the same?”


I gave him a small smile. “Harry I-”


“You don’t have to answer the question. I was just being nosy. All good things come to those who wait. And I will be waiting.” He smiled and I sighed.


“What’s new with you?” I asked and he lolled his eyes back.


“My mom is coming back down here,” I dropped my spoon and he chuckled. “But only because she wants to meet Penelope.”


“Wait, your mom set you up to marry someone she hasn’t even met?” I couldn’t help but laugh and he nodded his head.


“She still thinks that we’re getting married,” He took another bite of ice cream. “So you know what that means right?”


“What does that mean?” I raised my eyebrows and he seemed like he didn’t even want to say it.


“I have to pretend that Penelope and I are in love. And you have to be out of the picture completely.” He looked at me, testing to see if I was going to say anything.


“Well… That’s… Just great..” I forced a smile, sounding a little too harsh than I wanted to.


“Hey. I don’t want to fight with you. I don’t want it to be another one of those nights.” He muttered and I laughed.


“Another one of those nights? Harry, half of those nights were your fault.” I took a deep breath and stood up.


“Where are you going?” He asked, looking up at me.


“I just want to take a deep breath before we start yelling at each other. Like, all those other nights.” I mocked and put my spoon in the sink.


“Anastasia. Come on,” He asked, putting the ice cream up and walked over to me. “Did I say something wrong?” His hand landed on my elbow, pulling me back.


“No. You didn’t have to say anything. It’s just the situation we’re in right now, Harry. I can’t stand it. Something always gets in the way when things go good for us, and we’re always the ones who end up crashing down in the end. And it literally breaks me to pieces.” I couldn’t hide the tears in my eyes.


“Don’t cry. I hate it when you cry.” He wiped my tears away. “I’m sorry that everything has ended up the way it has.”


“Everything has been wasted.” I snapped and he tensed. “All the times I could have spent with Malina, gone. All the times I could have been with my parents, gone. All the times that I could have been with you days ago, fucking gone. All because of me.”


“Don’t you dare go blaming all this shit on you. Don’t you dare.” He said sternly and I put my hands over my face. “None of this is your fault, Anastasia.”


“Yes it is. Do you remember when we met? If I wouldn’t have snapped off to you in the first place, then we wouldn’t be where we are now. We would actually be happy and…” I trailed off and hugged myself with my arms, looking down.


“Hey, I’m happy.” He cradled my waist with his arm.


“No you’re not. You couldn’t possibly be happy. I’m always running away from you and yelling at you telling you what you’ve done wrong. You can’t be happy when I’m around you.” I shook my head and he smiled, making my heart ache even more.


“I’m happy that you’re standing here with me right now. I’m happy that I’ve shared my feelings with you and I have nothing left to hide.” He smiled again and his eyes filled with tears, automatically making me take his hands in mine. “I’m glad I’m able to hold you.. Finally.”


I pulled him into my arms and he kissed my lips before burying his head in my neck.


“Everything will be fine, okay?” I whispered and he nodded his head.


“I hope I’m not interrupting anything, now.” Penelope stood at the doorway of the kitchen and I tensed in Harry’s arms and I felt him smile.


“No. You’re not. We were just leaving.” I said, grabbing Harry’s hand in mine and walking towards the doorway. I hit my shoulder to hers and she scowled at me. “Oh I’m sorry.” Before I completely walked away, I muttered, “Bitch.” And I know for a fact that she heard me.


“You’re so fiesty.” Harry muttered on my ear and I smiled.


“Just promise me you won’t do anything stupid tomorrow.” I said as we walked up to my room. “I don’t want to have to lose a piece of my heart again.”


He put his hand on my cheek and whispered, “Never again.”


I went to walk into my bedroom alone, but he walked in after me. “You’re coming in here with me?” I asked and he smirked.


“I told you that I’d never leave your side,” His smirk deepened. “Besides, you look ridiculously sexy in that satin dress.” He pinched at my ass and I squealed before jumping onto my bed.


He climbed over onto the bed beside me and wrapped his arms around me.


I turned off the bedside lamp and he pressed his lips to my temple. “Je t’aime.” He whispered and I smiled.


“Are you going to tell me what that means now?” I asked.


“It means I love you. Because I love you.” He nuzzled his face in my neck and we both slowly drifted off to sleep.


But wait. If ‘Je t’aime’ means ‘I love you’... Then he told me he loved me that night that I caught Penelope and him kissing. I didn’t think he would mean anything like that then, so does he mean it now?

Notes

I hope you liked this chapter. Nothing exciting happened, I know. But you probably know what the next chapter is going to be about so there is excitement coming lol.

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Oh and, since Gina is coming back, here is her pic:

Keep in mind that she is his step-mother, so they look nothing alike lol.