I Have Loved You For A Thousand Years
Complicated
It felt like I had been sitting in jail for years. I sat up against the wall on a bench in the holding cell just staring at the ceiling. I could hear clinking as a cop walked up to my cell.
"Mr. Way, you are free to go," the officer said in a southern accent as he took out the keys and unlocked my cell. I stood up and pushed past him towards the counter to get my shoes, phone, wallet and belt. Mikey and Savannah came walking up the hall. She was wearing that black dress still; her long hair disheveled and the dress torn.
Without thinking, I dropped what I was doing, ran over and hugged her, picking her up off the floor. She laughed and took my face in her hands, kissing me. I put her down and looked over at Mikey, who was beaming with happiness even though I knew he was about to burst with anxiety.
"Did you bail me out?" I asked Mikey. He shook his head.
"Sav did," he motioned toward Savannah.
"You didn't have to do that," I started. She put her hand up to shut me up, smiling.
"It's the least I could do," she smiled. I kissed her softly. It almost felt natural that this was happening. It felt like nothing had changed; like we were always meant to end up like this the whole time. I loved every second of it.
I took my wallet and phone and stuffed them down in the pockets of my jeans. I put my belt on, then my shoes and we all proceeded to walk out of the police station. Looking at Savannah standing there made me think of the night before. It felt so perfect and right... I didn't want to ever stop seeing her. There was something about the chase, even though I loved her. It felt so dangerous to be seeing her and I was probably right. Our rendezvous could only last so long.
When we walked out the front doors of the police station, there was a limousine parked on the side of the road. I knew it was Drake's; he was coming to get Savannah. Without looking over at her, I grabbed her hand and held it behind my back, squeezing as hard as I could to let her know I wasn't going to let anything happen to her. She squeezed back in response and I knew we were in this together.
"Mr. Way, you are free to go," the officer said in a southern accent as he took out the keys and unlocked my cell. I stood up and pushed past him towards the counter to get my shoes, phone, wallet and belt. Mikey and Savannah came walking up the hall. She was wearing that black dress still; her long hair disheveled and the dress torn.
Without thinking, I dropped what I was doing, ran over and hugged her, picking her up off the floor. She laughed and took my face in her hands, kissing me. I put her down and looked over at Mikey, who was beaming with happiness even though I knew he was about to burst with anxiety.
"Did you bail me out?" I asked Mikey. He shook his head.
"Sav did," he motioned toward Savannah.
"You didn't have to do that," I started. She put her hand up to shut me up, smiling.
"It's the least I could do," she smiled. I kissed her softly. It almost felt natural that this was happening. It felt like nothing had changed; like we were always meant to end up like this the whole time. I loved every second of it.
I took my wallet and phone and stuffed them down in the pockets of my jeans. I put my belt on, then my shoes and we all proceeded to walk out of the police station. Looking at Savannah standing there made me think of the night before. It felt so perfect and right... I didn't want to ever stop seeing her. There was something about the chase, even though I loved her. It felt so dangerous to be seeing her and I was probably right. Our rendezvous could only last so long.
When we walked out the front doors of the police station, there was a limousine parked on the side of the road. I knew it was Drake's; he was coming to get Savannah. Without looking over at her, I grabbed her hand and held it behind my back, squeezing as hard as I could to let her know I wasn't going to let anything happen to her. She squeezed back in response and I knew we were in this together.
11/12/13