James' POV Emotions are complex, especially when they are raw. After all, we're beings operating and exchanging frequencies that transcends into emotions. Sometimes,it hits you raw, you can feel it. I mean,you can physically feel it. Right now,it felt like a hundred hammer were dropping on my chest. But instead of pain,I felt weak and I felt lost.I could hear her sobbing behinde as I went back to her apartment to pick my stuff up. I grabbed them as quickly as I could before my legs got too weak and gave up on me. I left the building and googled the nearest hotel in sight.Not a single tear has fallen from my eyes. I was numb-- broken.I got into my new room with a medium sized bed in the middle. It was small. Or maybe my emotions had grown to big it had expanded my body. I felt suffocated. I shouldn't be mad. What right did I have to be mad at her? I broke up with her. I was the one that ran when it got hard. I was the one that pushed her love away like it was some kind of ticking
Calla's POVIt's 10am, November 27th in the morning. I stood in my padded crocks in the airport longue looking through the crowd for a face I've known and loved for what feels like a lifetime-- James Vino Ranault.The bustling crowd of farewell's and welcome's was a bittersweet taste to the changes of life. I tapped the side of my thighs anxiously as I anticipated seeing his face again. More so than I wanted, my anxiety claw my nerves from kissing Asher the night before my long term-now-complicated-ex boyfriend shows up to spend Thanksgiving with me.My heart raced as I looked through the doors of the terminal as people rushed through to meet their loved ones. While I stood there waiting for a love I had betrayed.There he was,with his face buried in a cap. I had turned our radiant love into a star-crossed love affair. He lifted his head and then his cap a little to reveal his smile and his starry eyes. I couldn't help myself-- I had missed those eyes. It was like they called to me b
James' POV "Well...I'm not leaving you here alone on Thanksgiving." Gus said with his brows curled into an evident frown."I'm not going Gus" I objected. Five minutes ago Gus had barged through the door excitedly after agreeing to a double date for Thanksgiving with a new prospect. The problem was,I was going to be the friend he finds for his new lover's friend. After several minutes of disagreeing to join him,he was getting tired of begging. Which to be fair,I was getting tired of saying "no" too."Please...I really like her...I haven't gone on a date since Harry. And she's really cool." He pleaded.I felt kinda bad because Gus had to break things off with Harry,who was probably the first guy he had ever been with since his bisexual awakening. Now he found someone else he really likes here in L.A and she's been all he has been talking about in the past three weeks. Regardless,I didn't want to go because I still love Calla and I didn't want to pretend I didn't,even for just a night.
Calla's POV "Finally home!" Ginny said as she tossed the bags on the floor. We had spent the day shopping and Ginny needed to stack up for Thanksgiving tomorrow so we ended by walking around the mall longer than expected."I can't believe that guy tried to rub his guacamole hands on us." I said in disbelief. I walked in and helped her place the turkey in the fridge before heading back to collapse beside her on the living room carpet."I swear,the mall is full of weirdos." Ginny said."Uh-uhn..." I agreed.She got up abruptly and began to search through one of the bags for the dress she picked out in the mall. "OMG...I can't wait to try my dress on." She giggled and dashed to her bedroom.I followed behind her, leaving the remaining bags scattered around in the living room. Right before I entered Ginny's room. I stopped to stare at Asher's room door that was locked. He has been a scarce sight since the night of their birthday party.Disappointment washed over Ginny's face as she stood
James' POV "Woah-- I missed a lot." Vinora said. I had just finished lunch when my sister called to check up on me. It was Halloween and everywhere was filled with creepy decorations and party preparation. Gus and I didn't go to work,so it was a very slow day until Vinora's call came in. We spoke for long and I ended up telling her about everything dad did when we were in Boston. Even more vulnerable,I opened up to her about Calla. "Yeah".My therapist says it would be easy to regulate my nervous system if I spoke to people I'm close to about my struggles. So far,Calla and Gus were the only two people who knew about what I was going through. Now,Vinora knows. I felt free telling her because we always shared a bond since we were little. Sometimes we'd joke about it being so because we were bonded by our childhood trauma. Regardless,she was my sister and my first true friend and I loved her. And like my therapist said 'talk to someone,you just need one true friend in your corner.'
Calla's POV The next few weeks since Asher and Ginny's birthday party had been very busy for me. It was the lunch of our first Halloween line and even though we weren't officially open here in New York,we were still creating lines before the official opening. Our autumn and Halloween line were ready before our official lunch by New Year's.After work,I went back home. I almost had an heart attack as a figure jumped in front of me the moment I stepped inside my apartment. I tried to catch my breath when Ginny removed the head of the chicken costume she was dressed in."Oh my God!" I screamed as I tried to recover from the shock I was experiencing."Happy Halloween!" She yelled with a big and fulfilled smile on her face."Ginny,I gave you an emergency key ,not a give-me-a-heart-attack-key."Her laughter got louder as she ran around me making a chicken noise. I chuckled and walked further into my apartment. I dropped my bag on the couch."woah, you're really having fun with this?" I sai