Creating Happy Moments

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Chapter 24 (v.1) - Face your Fears

Submitted: November 27, 2016

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I woke up cocooned in Leo’s arms and sighed. I couldn’t help feeling that this was where I belong. I shifted and faced him, looking at his handsome face like how an alcoholic drank his liquor. I gently slide my hand from his chest up to his neck, careful not to wake him. I loved watching him sleep, as this was the only time I can stare at him without feeling self-conscious. I traced his jaw, his cheek, and slide my hand in his hair.

“Keep that up and I may not keep my promise.” Leo suddenly whispered huskily on my ear.

 Startled, I dropped my hands and shifted away from him.

“No so fast!” He said, tightening his hands around me. He put his head on my neck and snuggled. He shifted so he was on top of me, carefully rearranging his weight so he wouldn’t smother me.

“Good Morning!” He said, giving me a full kiss on the lips.

“Morning…” I murmured, frightfully aware of my morning breath.

“What are our plans for today?” He asked, still not moving on top of me.

I smiled at the word “our”. “Well, we have to re-stock the kitchen. And, do my laundry.” I grimaced at the latter activity.

“Can’t I persuade you to stay in bed for the whole day?” He said, pausing at each word to kiss my eyes, my nose, my cheeks, my jaw, and finally, my lips.

 I gasped as the kiss ended, heat coursing through my body. I shook my head, and gently pushed him over. “As enticing as that sounds, we can’t. I have to go to work tomorrow. So I need to do my chores now.” I said, getting out of the bed.

“Can’t blame me for trying…” He said, grinning at me.

I rolled my eyes at him and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.

When I went back to my bedroom, Leo had already made the bed, and was looking at my cork board. There were tons of pictures of my friends and I, quotes, company magazine clippings on rare occasions that I’m in it, and birthday calendar laid out neatly on it.

“You are very organized, aren’t you?” He asked amusedly. No doubt that he already studied the room.

“Well, yeah. It calms me. Makes me feel like I have control in my life.” I said, shrugging. “Why don’t you buy our breakfast while I do my laundry? Then, we’ll go to the supermarket after.” I suggested. I really don’t want him anywhere near my undies… yet.

“Sounds like a plan.” He agreed. “What do you want to eat?” He asked as he went to the bathroom.

“Something with bacon and egg. And coffee.” I said loudly, immediately craving for greasy non-hospital food.

A few moments later, he came out of the bathroom, looking fresh and more handsome – though I don’t know how it could be. “Your wish is my command…” He said, kissing me chastely on the lips.

It took and effort not to put my hands on his neck and kiss him properly. I blushed at the thought and shook my head, trying to calm my hormones down.

He chuckled, probably seeing my inner turmoil and kissed my cheek. “I’ll be right back. I love you.”

“I love you too.” I said, meaning all the words with all my heart.

I was halfway done with my laundry when he arrived with our breakfast. He set the table and called me when the food was ready. He bought bacon, eggs, and toast for me and egg whites and toast for him. He also bought two venti sized black coffee.

“I miss Grace’s coffee. How is she?” I asked Leo, sipping my big cup of addiction.

“She’s fine. I think she bought all the coffee beans of Sumatra.” He exaggerated.

“Is she still in Indonesia?” I asked, since we parted in Indonesia, I haven’t heard from her yet.

“I’m not sure. Let’s call her.” He said, taking his phone to call Grace. He dialed and put it on speaker.

“Leo? Is there something wrong?” Grace answered on the third ring.

“Everything is fine. There’s someone who wants to talk to you though.” He said smiling.

“Grace! It’s me, Lexy! Are you in New York?” I said happily.

“OMG! Lexy! Yes, I got back a few days ago. Wait, you’re with Leo? OMG! Are you two together now?”

I laughed at her excitement. “Yeah.” I answered. “We are.” I said looking happily at Leo.

“That’s great! Gosh! I always thought you two look good together. It’s like fate. Who would have thought that you’d meet on the other side of the earth?” She said wistfully.

“Really? You’re shipping us? Not Mitch and Leo?” I asked curiously. I know Mitch has feelings for Leo since she nearly bit my head off when we met in Indonesia.

“I’m on my cousin’s happiness’ side. And you make him happy.” She said earnestly.

“Thank you. It means a lot, really.” I said, smiling gratefully. Leo took my hand and kissed it.

“You should come here and visit. I’ll tour you around and show you my coffee shop.” She said.

“I’d love to. But not anytime soon, sorry. Uhm, I’m still uh… I paused, not knowing what to say next. Recuperating from depression is kinda heavy for a phone conversation.

“She still wants to be alone with me. Really, I didn’t know she’d be this clingy.” Leo teased, saving me.

I threw a bit of my toast at him, though I gave him a grateful look.

Grace laughed. “I bet you loved it.” She teased Leo.

“Why don’t you visit us here?” I asked, changing the topic. “We would love to show you around.”

“I’ll see what I can do. I’m kinda busy with the new menu at the shop, but I’ll go once it’s settled.” She said.

“Great! Just tell us when.” I said happily.

We ended the call and finished eating. Leo offered to clean the dishes while I finished my laundry.

Forty-five minutes later, I have freshly clean clothes neatly stacked in my cabinet. I joined Leo, watching Netflix, on the couch. He automatically wrapped his arms around me as we watch Eleven, Mike, Dustin, and Lucas search for Will.

After an episode, I reluctantly left the couch to take a shower. I got dressed then pulled Leo out of the couch to accompany me to the grocery store. We got back later than expected because Leo had a habit of choosing the most expensive items while I put them all back on their shelves. He really should be taught that most expensive items do not always have the best quality. Sometimes, they were all just in the packaging, nothing substantial was left in the core product.

We were discussing what to cook for dinner when Leo suddenly stopped at the door which caused me to bump against his back.

“Why did you stopped?” I asked, slightly perplexed.

Leo didn’t answer, but moved sideways so I got to see inside. What I saw drained the blood out of my face and spiked my heart beat.

“I was so worried about you so I decided to drop by. But then, your uncle begged me to see you so I tagged him along. See, killing two birds with one stone.” Mom said cheerfully, completely unaware that I was nearly breaking inside.

She walked towards me and engulfed me in a hug. “Are you sure you’re really okay?” She asked. Checking my face and squeezing my shoulders, “You’re too skinny.” was her diagnosis.

Her gaze turned to Leo while I remained as still as a statue, clutching the grocery bag protectively around me. Like my life depended on it. As if it could save me from the man sitting in my sofa. Leo wrapped a protective arm around me and pulled me to his side.

“It’s nice to finally meet you Ma’am. I’m Leo, Lexy’s boyfriend.” I heard Leo say.

“Oh, come here, let me give you a hug!” I heard Mom say.

“Lexy! Go on put those in the kitchen. I do hope those are groceries because I can’t believe you don’t have any food in here.” I heard Mom say. It was like I was an outsider in my own body. I could hear them but I couldn’t respond. I was like my mind could not process what was happening.

I felt Leo cupped my face and kissed me on the lips. The familiar warmth of his lips brought me out of my stupor as I responded ardently, lost in the heat of the moment.

We were interrupted by an ill-disguised cough coming from my uncle.

“Oh C’mon Pierre, don’t be so prude!” Mom shushed my uncle. Clearly, my mom supported our relationship.

I felt Leo tensed and clenched his fist. Judging by the tick in his jaw, it was apparent that he was barely containing his anger. I took his hand, and rubbed my thumb over it. We have to endure this for the sake of my mom. I led Leo to the kitchen and put the groceries on the table.

“Are you cooking for dinner? Your mom told me you love to cook.” My uncle said.

I tightened my hold on Leo’s hand. I controlled my voice and relaxed my face so I appeared calm, completely different from what I felt inside, and said, “Why don’t we eat out? I don’t feel like cooking now.” I looked at my mom and using my good girl voice, I said, “Mom, let’s eat at Bette’s? I know you liked it there.”

“Sure! Let’s celebrate! You having a boyfriend and all!” Mom said happily.

We hopped in to Leo’s car and drove towards Bette’s. I held on to Leo’s hand and I felt him held on to mine, seeking strength from each other. I looked at Leo’s face and silently vowed that I would not let my fear control me anymore. I would not lose this new found happiness over a repugnant man. I would not cower. I am strong. And I am a victim no more.


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