maly 29/05/2021
?Hey, listen. I know that you like me??
?Like you?? My face twisted in abhorrence, spitting the words like they were revolting. Her eyes widened. I shook my head, a dark chuckle on my lips. ?You think I fucking like you? Are you kidding me here? I don?t like you. I love you. Even that?s an under-fucking-statement. I live for you. I breathe for you. I will die for you. It. Has. Always. Been. You. Ever since I saw your sorry ass for the first time on that threshold and you fucking poked me in the chest like I was a toy. We?ve been apart for ten years, Rose LeBlanc, and not even one day has passed without me thinking of you. And not just in passing. You know, the occasional she-could-have-been-a-great-fuck. I mean really taking my time to think about you. Wondering what you looked like. Where you were. What you were doing. Who you were with. I stalked you on Facebook. And Twitter?which, by the way, you need to deactivate because you never once bothered to tweet?but you aren?t exactly a social media animal. I asked about you. Every time I was in town. And once I realized you were in New York with Millie?? I took a deep breath, feeling how quickly I was losing my grip on reality and rolling down a very slippery path to irrationality in trying to explain that she couldn?t give up on life just because it was going to end at some point. ?Rosie, I bought a new penthouse in TriBeca a few months before you moved into our building.?
?Why are you telling me this?? She blinked away her tears, but fresh ones rolled down to replace them in no time.
?Because I had to sell it and lost a shit-ton of money the moment I realized you were going to be my neighbor if I stayed in my current place. Real talk, Rosie, you are all I ever wanted. Even when you wanted me to be with your sister. She was a comforting candle. You were the dazzling sun. I?d lived in the dark?for your selfish ass. And if you think I?m going to settle for something, you?re dead wrong. I am taking everything. We will have kids, Rose LeBlanc. We will have a wedding. And we will have joy and vacations and days where we just fuck and days where we just fight and days where we just live. Because this is life, Baby LeBlanc, and I love the fuck out of you, so I?m going to give you the best one there is. Got it??
There was a moment of silence that I really hated, because after this kind of speech, the last thing you want to hear is a half-assed ?okay.? Rosie didn?t ?okay? me. She pressed her forehead to my chest and breathed me in.
?I love you,? she whispered. ?I love you so much that I hated you for a while. And now that I know that you are damaged, I love you even more. Perfect things are not relatable. Unbreakable is fascinating, but not lovable. You?re breakable, Dean Cole. I?m going to do my best to keep you whole.?
I took her face in my hands and kissed her until she lost her balance. In the rain. In the reservoir. In the middle of fucking nowhere. This mess was our mess. This chaos was where we thrived.
We?re getting married,? I stated, not asked. ?Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but we are. And we?re having kids. At least two. Maybe more. I haven?t decided yet.?
?You?re crazy, Dean Cole.?
?I am,? I agreed. ?And yet, this crazy train is in motion. You can?t stop it.?
?I love you.?
?Forever starts now, Baby LeBlanc. With you.?