Marry Your Mistakes [Chapter Four]

For some reason all the dreams I dreampt, and all the thoughts I thought, where of that one summer I spent with Tristan.

It was a summer to remember. I remember the smell of the trees, the days we spent at the lake, the stupid water balloon fights we had with kids half our age, and the day I remember the most was the only day that mattered. The day he told me he loved me, was the day the world stopped.

"Lilah."He whispered in my ear. "Lilah, wake up its time to get up."

I groaned, I didnt want to get up."No." He laughed and pushed me off his bed.

"Ouch."I said rubbing my head as I got up. He looked extremly serious as I peeped my head over the matress. He had a look on his face that only got on his face when something was bothering him.

"Why can't you see that you were made for me?" He mumbled. I heard him. Tristan mumbled all the time.

"Because I'm blind."I said back. He glanced up at me. His green eyes filled with tears. He wasn't one to normally cry.

"Lilah, why can't you stay with me. Be with me?" He sighed."I dont think I have the strength to let you go again."

"That was your choice. You left ME, I didn't leave you because I was scared, I didn't leave you. You left me because you thought I didn't love you. You left because your parents told you that you were better off with out me. So don't you dare tell me you can't loose me again when infact you left me the first time. You're capable of doing it again." My hands were shaking like they did everytime he began his serious talks.

My body was never able to accept him being hurt. My heart always ripped when he cried. My eyes welled up when he began to shout, and my brain always told me to leave and never come back and for some reason or another I wasn't ever able to.

"Lilah, don't do this." His voice became quieter. "Tell Me what you think makes you Invinsible? Tell me what you want from me. I want this, this us to happen. Lilah I can still remember the way your hair smelt the first day I met you. I can remember right down the the shoe lace what you were wearing. If thats not enough then I don't know what is." He stood up and began walking towards his front door.

He stopped though and turned to look at me. My face still bruised, my hair not brushed and my heart broken.

"Tristan?" I asked just to hear his voice before he left again .

"I'll be right back." He smiled letting a tear escape the corner of his eyes.

"Promise." I asked hopeful.

"Promise." He opened the door and left, I half hoped he came back, and half hoped he didnt.

My body smelt, not a good smell but the smell of tiredness and greasy hair. I stood and began my 30 foot walk to Tristan's shower.

I stripped and turned the shower on as I walked back into where his vanity was. I stood there and looked at my small body. The tattoo on my hip wasn't something to be proud of. The bruise on my left cheek was turning shades of purple and blue and my hands that needed to be held looked lonely.

I found a towel and set it on the toliet next to the shower and let my self slip into the shower.

The hot water overwhelmed my petite frame, it felt good like an up lifting of guilt had left my body.

I used to be able to take a shower and not feel afraid of someone walking in on me. I used to be able to sing in the shower without feeling embarassed of my raspy soulful voice. Ever since Gabriel hit me, everything I used to be able to do I can't anymore.

I turned the knob so the water would stop. I wrapped the towel around my body and stepped out of the shower.

I soon realized I didnt have any clothes with me and going home by myself wouldn't be the smartest thing to do.

I put on the same gross underwear and a diffrent shirt Tristan owned.

I walked into the Den and looked for the phone. I dialed his number hoping he'd pick up.

"Yeah Lilah." Tristan's voice impatient almost.

"Are you comming soon, I need to go back home and get clothes."I sounded selfish. "Sorry, I just, I dont know."

"Yeah, I'm pulling in the gate right now." He said. "I'll be home soon, just come outside and meet me okay?"

"Okay. Bye."

He hung up and I heard his truck pull up outside his apartment. He honked once. I slipped on my slippers and walked outside. He smiled. A fake one, but I'm sure he was hoping it'd turn into a real one.

I opened the door, sat down and buckled up. He began to drive off.

"Tristan, This is hard for me to say, I love you so much, but us as a couple? I just couldn't be hurt again." I said to him as he turned down the radio.

"Well thats a personal choice, but stay with me until you have to leave. That's all i ask." He said not taking his eyes off the road.

I sighed. I guess it couldn't hurt. He reached the gates of my apartments and put in the code. My stomach began to get butterflys, it turned into knots I didn't know it could turn in.

I walked up those steps and stopped before openeing the door. Gabriel was planted infront of the television, beer in hand.

"What are you doing here?"He asked harshly.

"I came to get my clothes. I also came to tell you, that you can pay for this god damn apartment."

I walked back to the bedroom and opened the drawers. I found my suitcase and stuffed all my clothes in them. I put all my belongings and money into a sepearte bag and carried them outside to Tristan's car.

"Ready?"He asked as I got readjusted in the seat.

"As I'll ever be."