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andydrysdalerogers · 2 years

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Love to Hate You ~ A Chris Evans Story ~ Chapter 12

Pairing: Chris Evans/OFC Angela Wagner

Summary: Angela Wagner has been best friends with Sebastian Stan for years. Meeting in Vienna and following each other around the world has formed a bond that couldn’t be broken. No matter how much Sebastian’s other best friend, Chris Evans, tries.

A cruel comment sets the stage, and the frenemies makes sure to let each other know how much they love to hate each other.

*** this story will have situations and scenes that are not suitable for younger readers. Smut, infidelity, degradation, dirty talk and foul language are your warnings.

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Chapter 12 ~ I Get To Love You

Angela woke in Chris’s bed and smiled. She finally felt complete, with the love of her life sleeping next to her. She crawled out of bed and grabbed his button down and her phone. She went to the bathroom and called her new editor, placing the call on speaker, as she buttoned up the shirt. “Hello? Joel?”

Angela! Ready to fly. Excited to work with you.

“I was excited.”

Is everything alright?

“I’m sorry Joel but I don’t think I could do the assignment.”

Angela, we need your vision for this project.

“I know. I wish I could, but some circumstances have changed. I can’t leave the US right now.”

Ok so don’t.

“Excuse me?”

Don’t leave. Video chat us, edit the photos. Fly out when you can and fly back home. I told you, you didn’t need to commit to being away.

“Are you sure?”

Angela, you have to be the most inventive, creative photographers I have ever worked with. I’ll take whatever I can get to get your mind on this project.

Angela sat on the bathroom floor in shock. Joel was one of the biggest names in the business and he wanted to work with her, she would be an idiot to turn down the offer. As she struggled with the words, she heard a noise and turned to see Chris in the doorway. “Joel, can I call you back?”

Sure.

She hung up and looked up at Chris. “How much did you hear?”

He crouched down to sit next to her. “The part where you turned down a great opportunity. Why?”

“Because I thought I would have to be in London to pull it off.”

“What’s the project Angie?”

Angela pulled up her notes on her phone so she could show him the project idea. “Shooting the athletes for the Invictus Games. Joel is the royal photographer for Prince Harry, who founded the games. They were looking for someone to be their art director for the athletic photos. Originally the idea was to fly to the different countries and shoot and then edit in London before the 2016 games.”

“That sounds like an amazing opportunity, my queen. Why are you turning it down?”

She looked down but drew her knees in, hugging them and resting her head on them, looking away from Chris. “Because I can’t… I can’t leave you,” she whispered.

Chris could feel the heart break in her voice. The last month taking a larger toll than he realized on her. He moved to her other side, so she was forced to look at him. “Baby, you wouldn’t be leaving me. You don’t think it kills me every-time I have to film and be away from you?”

“This is different Chris.”

“Not from what I heard. Angela,” he took her head in his hands, “we can make it work. I love you, so much. I’ll do anything to make you smile.” He smiled big. “In fact, I’m on an extended break. My only obligation in the next six months is the premier and the press tour. So why don’t I move to London with you?”

“What?”

“How long would you need in London?”

“You can’t be serious?”

“For you, always. Tell me. How long?”

“I would need to be there for at least three months.”

“Perfect. Delay for a month, let us do the premier, then I have press for like two weeks and then we can move to London for three months. After that you can move with me to Boston. We can be together. And you can travel after that when they need you.”

Angela looks at Chris. “You want to do this? Move to London, be at my disposal?” She said with a smirk.

“I’d wait naked every day for you.” He kissed her neck, “have dinner waiting for you, a glass of wine,” he whispered.

“God, Chris,” she moaned.

“Please my queen? Let’s do this. I want to do this for you. Because you are everything to me.” He wrapped his arms around her and continued his assault.

“I love you, Chris.”

“And I love you, Angela. More than you’ll ever know.”

With those words, the tears started to stream. She held onto Chris, attempting to calm herself. “You’re amazing, you know that.”

“I have been told,” Chris said with a smirk. Angela smacked him with a laugh.

“It’s cold in London.”

“You’ll keep me warm.”

“Football would be on late in the day.”

“And Boddingtons are easier to get in London.” He caressed her cheek. “Why are you fishing for an excuse?”

“I can’t believe that the Chris Evans wants to move with me. To London. For three months.”

“And I can’t believe that the Angela Wagner is doubting that I, Chris Evans, am so in love with you that I would follow you anywhere.”

“Anywhere?”

“Anywhere.”

Angela stood up and offered her hand to Chris. He really didn’t use it but took her hand anyway. “Follow me back to bed.”

“Yes ma’am.”

~*~

One month later…

“I can’t do this.”

“Yes, you can.”

“Rață, I swear I’m going to throw up.”

“No, you aren’t Duck. You’ve done this before.”

“With you. Not with anyone else. I’m going to stay here.”

“Angela Wagner, you get your ass out of that bathroom now!”

Angela opened the door and looked at her best friend. Sebastian was standing with his arms folded, his grey suit tight around his arms. “That’s not fair. No full name usage.”

“I didn’t.”

“Close enough.” She went to close the door, but Sebastian stopped her. “Angela Lucy Wagner, you better not make that man wait.”

“And there it is.” She closed her eyes. “It's not fair, you don’t have three names.”

“Sorry Ducky.” He offered a smile. “I’m just excited for you.”

“To have the fans hate me for taking a heartthrob.”

“If that were true, you’d be dating me,” he snarked. She smacked him and they laughed. “Ok, ok.” He pulled her in to hold her. “Everything is going to be ok. You look amazing, and what’s better is that you already have a year together. This will only make it better, ok?”

Angela took a deep breath. “You’re right.” She smiled. “I can do this.”

“You can. It's just a red carpet.” He shrugged with a smile. “No big deal.”

“I hate you.”

“You love me. Now I promised to deliver a beauty to Chris and I never back out of a promise.” He took Angela’s hand and dragged her from the room.

Downstairs in the lobby, Chris rocked on his heels, hands in his pockets, waiting for Sebastian and Angela. He was nervous, red carpets usually did, but this time he would be walking with Angela. He had his back to the elevators, trying not to fidget with anything.

The elevators doors pinged, and he whipped around. All he saw was a vision in blue. A strapless, sweetheart neckline that gathered around her before coming together at her waist and then falling straight to the ground. When she walked, he could see the slit that went all the way up her leg. Blue stilettos completed the look. He checked her out and saw her hair was down, how he liked it but clipped back with diamond barrettes. She wore the necklace that Sebastian had given her, but earrings were from him.

He approached her. “Wow,” as he ran his hands on her arms. “Angie, you look beautiful.” He pecked her lips gently.

She tried not to swoon at how delicately he handled her. “Thank you, Chris. You look nice in your tux.” She leaned closer to his ear. “I want to see it on the floor,” she whispered, making Chris smile with a Cheshire cat grin.

“Ok, I’m right here,” Sebastian complained. Chris and Angela laughed before joining hands. “Still not used to you guys. Shall we?”

The trio headed to the limo to take them to the Age of Ultron premier. Chris never let go of Angela’s hand, but her knee bounced. “Angie, please calm down.” He lifted her hand to kiss the back of it. “It’s going to be ok.”

“Sorry. We are about to shock the world. You know that right?”

“That Angela Wagner is giving the time of day to Chris Evans? Yes, shock the world indeed.” Sebastian snorted. “You understand that only our friends know you hated each other, right? The world doesn’t know that.”

“Ok, fair, but he,” she pointed to Chris, “tends to make headlines everywhere he goes.”

Sebastian looked at Chris. “She has a point.”

“You guys are evil.” He wrapped his arm around Angela. “If you don’t want to do this with me, my Ice Queen, you can walk with Sebastian.”

“No! That’s not… that is not what I am trying to say. I’m simply scared that people will just be mean. That they will think I’m not good enough for you.”

“Fuck what they think. You are my queen and I want to show you off.” He kissed her just as they pulled to the end of the red carpet. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world, and I want the world to know that you are mine. I love you.”

“I love you. Thank you. I needed that.” Angela sighed. She looked out the window to see all the people waiting for them. “Let’s do this before I lose my nerve.”

Sebastian climbed out first with a wave and started to make his way down the red carpet. Chris went next, waving as he stood by the door. He held out his hand and said, “I’ve got you, my queen.” She took his hand and climbed out. The flashes were intense as Chris took her hand to start the step and repeat.

They changed positions a few times, with his wrapping his arm around her waist and she places her hand on his chest. Then it was just them holding hands. But the big one is when he leaned in to kiss her. The photographers went nuts, shouting at them to look at the camera. When the interviews started, Chris never let go of her hand. They all asked when and how long but Chris never gave details, just the vague statement his PR team came up with it. “We’ve been together for a while, we’ve just been keeping it quiet, enjoying each other.”

Sebastian watched, never prouder of his best friends than in this moment. As they came to the end of the red carpet, he had a couple of glasses waiting for them. Chris took his and took a large sip. Angela took a much smaller sip, letting the alcohol warm her belly. Chris never let go of Angela, hand on waist or her hand in his.

At the after party, Angela got up to get a drink while Chris chatted with Robert and Scarlett. As she waited, she was bumped.

“Oh, my apologies.” The man turned. “Angela!”

“Oh, Henry, how are you?” They greeted each other with a kiss to each cheek.

“I’m well.” He took a sip of his drink just as Angela received hers. “So you and Evans.”

She flushed. “Yes. Chris and I.”

“I’m glad to know that you are with someone who is very worthy,” he said with a chuckle. “Are you happy?”

“The happiest I’ve ever been.”

“Good I’m glad.” He glanced over his shoulder to see Chris watching intently on them. “I suppose if I asked you to dance, it might cause a scandal.”

“Probably, although not with Chris. Possibly with Sebastian. He’s very protective.”

“Ah yes, the best friend. Well, I should go back to my table. It was nice to see you again, Angela.”

“Likewise, Henry. Angela went back to her table. Chris took her hand and pulled her into his lap.”

“Hello, my queen. Do you like making me jealous?”

“Sometimes,” she said with a smirk. “But not tonight. Henry says hello.”

“Hmm, he likes what’s mine,” he whispers into her ear.

“He can like all he wants. I’m yours,” she whispered, with a kiss on his neck.

“Angie!” Elizabeth Olson calls out. “Dance with me!”

“Go dance for me, my ice queen,” Chris said. “But behave.”

“Love you,” she said with a kiss.

“Hmm, love you too.” He patted her butt as she got up to dance with Elizabeth. Chris turned to Sebastian. “She’s killing me.”

“Yeah, I don’t need to know that,” Sebastian said, taking a large drink of his beer. “How much longer do I need to carry this?” He patted his pocket.

“I don’t know when to do it. Do I do it in front of everyone or when we are alone?”

“I would say in front of everyone.” Sebastian smiled. “There is no press here but there are photographers to capture the moment.”

“True. Ok.” Chris rolled his shoulders. “I’m more nervous now than before.”

“Relax Chris.” Sebastian looked at Angela who was twirling with Elizabeth. “I’ve never seen her this happy.” He looked back at Chris. “Thank you. After everything, losing her dad, Penn, she’s happy.”

As Sinatra’s “Just the Way you look tonight” started to play, Chris got up and made his way to Angela. “May I have this dance?”

She giggled and took his hand. He pulled her close to him as they swayed to the music. “You know love, I really used to love to hate you.”

Chris chuckled. “I used to love to hate you too. It was the best part of any party, sparring with you.”

She beamed at him. “It was my favorite part too. But now I get to love you and it’s the best thing that I get to do.”

“Yea?”

“Yea. This is my favorite place in the world. In your arms.”

Chris smiled as she leaned on his chest. It took them awhile, to get to this place, where they could be together. He never wanted to let it go. He kissed the top of her head and she looked at him at him. “Baby, you ok?”

“Yes sweetheart. I just need to confess something.”

“Chris?”

“My Angela, you make me so happy, and I’m really excited to get to London with you and then Boston and start a life, a real life. But I would like to do it knowing we’ll be together forever.” He stopped and knelt down, and the room got eerily quiet, minus the music. “Angela, will you do me the honor and allow me to be your husband? Marry me?” He held up the ring that Sebastian had been holding onto for him.

Angela had her hand on her mouth, tears streaming down her face. All she could do was nod and the room exploded with cheers as Chris slipped the ring on her finger and stood up. He pulled her in for a kiss, dipping her in front of everyone as they cheer and hollered. Sebastian reached them first and pulled Angela into a hug. “I’m so happy for you Duck!”

“Thank you Rață! I can’t believe it.”

“I can’t believe I managed to keep this a secret.”

“You knew?!”

“For a couple of weeks. When he asked me if he could ask you.” Angela’s eyes went wide. “You’re my best friend Ducky and my sister. Of course, he would ask. Your dad would be so proud.”

She pulled Sebastian in close. “I love you Rață. You’ll walk me, right?”

“Try and stop me Duck.” He let go to shake Chris’s hand. But Chris wasn’t having it, pulling Sebastian in for a hug.

“Thanks man.”

As Angela showed off her ring, Chris took a moment and watched his new fiancé. The amazing red head who stole his heart. He went through his memories of her, every argument, every insult, every touch, every kiss. He smiled as she walked towards him. He reached out and she took his hand, and he pulled her close. “Hello fiancé.”

“Hello fiancé. Why are you here all by yourself?”

“Just thinking.”

“About?”

“Us.”

“Yea?”

“Yea.” He kissed her softly. “I can’t wait until I make you Mrs. Evans.”

“Little presumptuous to think that I won’t keep my last name.” Angela smirked at him.

Chris narrowed his eyes. “You are so going to be in a world of hurt my ice queen. I need to take you to my bed, Mrs. Evans,” he said seductively, emphasizing her future name.

Angela shivered. “Yes, Mr. Evans. I love you.”

“Love you too, my queen.”

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blue-eyes-and-auburn-hairr · 4 years

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Second Chances Chp. 4

Disclaimer: Okay, I got more notes than I thought I ever would, so while the world is quarantined...I wrote another part.

Warning: Mention of death, fluff, I don’t want to mislead anyone this will very much be a slowburn

Summary: Can you imagine being widowed at such a young age to a man you thought you’d have forever with? On the anniversary of his death, on top of a mountain, Thea and Chris begin their new journey together.

(I want to experiment with a different perspective if its trash I’ll redo this chp. )

Thea had no idea why it was so hard to ghost this guy. It should be easy, they hung out for half a day a week ago. He should already have her out of his head, but no he still continues to call.

“Ms. Mulligan I finished reading the chapter what should I do now?” Thea’s 3rd period reading support class was currently working on finishing their novel. She would typically read to them but her mind had been scattered all week.

“Kay, why don’t you draw a picture of your favorite chapter so far on the smartboard?” Thea prompts, knowing that Kay loves to draw and she really is interested in the novel...even if she won’t admit it.

“Can I listen to music, puhleaseee?” She spins around with a great big smile on her face.

“As long as you don’t blast it and its not that Billie Eye Lash person,” Thea rolls her eyes with a smirk knowing what would follow.

“Mully, you’re embarrassing yourself you know her name is Billie Eilish because I’ve stalked your Spotify playlist, right Kai?” Kai, who was too busy reading the next chapter to even look up when she responds, “Yeah Mully, we are currently working on one of those mixtapes for you so be prepared.”

The nickname Thea fought for a good three months but finally caved when her co-workers started using it as well. As for the Spotify stalking, not surprised more impressed and she was now looking forward to the next mixtape they give her.

Last semester, Thea assigned the class a project that required them to find a song to coincide with each chapter of their novel. The students also had to write one paragraph explaining why they choose each song. That was when the revolting started for about 20 minutes until Andrew, in the back of the class, had enough and shouted, “She is legit letting us listen to music all class period and write like 10 paragraphs for a week. The other students have to write an essay on like literary devices or something and they had to read the book all by themselves.”

“Legit?” Kay announced shocked.

“Legit Kay, legit,” Thea sighs, “Also we have like 78 words on the word wall can we work on using one of those instead of ‘legit’?”

“Bet.” Kai says with her hand in the air and at that point, Thea just puts her head down silently laughing.

Her phone buzzed on her desk again, this time it was just a CNN update but the missed call was still staring her in the face. All Thea has felt since that night was guilt. She felt like she was cheating on Jamie and all they did was hug before getting in their own cars and driving away. The bubble burst though on the drive home when the waterworks wouldn’t stop and she had to pull over on the side of the road almost three times.

And then Sunday morning, her phone rings and she watches as it goes to voicemail and then it vibrates again with a voicemail. She stares at her phone for a few more minutes before playing the message.

Hey Thea, I just wanted to call and check in on you. You never messaged me when you got home last night and I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Leaving West Point now and you were right I think I definitely made the guard’s day. I’m sure you are busy getting ready for the school day tomorrow but if you have a second to talk I’m around. Okay, take care now.

He called one more time that evening but no message. It was now Friday and Thea had five missed calls and two messages in total. She did not know how to process all of this and she had been burying herself in work trying to stay busy avoiding the topic. She did that with most things and she knew it wasn’t going to end well and that she was being selfish. So she picked up her phone and tried to type out a text, but then the bell rang and the class started to pack up.

“Okay, guys I’ll see most of you in 7th and 8th for Math, make sure to have your homework notebook, hint, hint hint,” Thea says with a wink. She knew their anxiety would soar if they walked in not knowing about a homework check so she always made sure she casually mentioned something to them. Her co-teacher was not a fan of this, but her kids, her decision.

Thea now had a prep period and then lunch to try and sort out all of her thoughts. She even had time to call Chris back, but she did not trust herself to keep her emotions in check, especially while at work.

Hey Chris, Sorry for the disappearing act. I’m still just trying to process everything and work has kept me occupied. Can we talk tonight? Text, call or even facetime if that’s easier. Sorry again.

Chris’ phone finally vibrated in his pocket as he was walking out of a bagel shop in New York City. He was supposed to make his way to Boston to see his family after his trip upstate but that was sidetracked by some work stuff.

His new movie, “Captain America: Civil War was being released in a few weeks and he had a few talk shows and then the Lower Manhattan premiere was on May 4th. He knew he was going to be in town for some time now and wanted to see Thea again.

She just didn’t want to see him.

He had no idea what he did wrong and wanted a chance to see her and explain that. So when she finally answered him back he wasn’t sure how to respond. He would prefer to talk in person but did not want to upset her or whatever else he may have done. He tried to call his brother for some advice but that call went to voicemail as well, but his mom picked up on the first ring.

“Chris, honey you okay?”

“Yeah Ma, I just needed a little advice and Scott didn’t answer,” he admits to his mother.

“Well, why would you call him before me? Does he give better advice or somethin’?” This was a rabbit hole Chris would very much like to avoid.

“It’s about a girl Ma, he already knows most of the back story,” Chris sighs through the phone.

“Ahh, so this is about the girl you met on the hike, well more like Dodger found, who you had to call your brother about in the bathroom while on a date with her?”

“Wait what? We weren’t on a date and wow did he really tell you everything?” Chris says in complete shock. “And let the record show that I called him when SHE was in the bathroom.”

“Of course he did, I’m his mother, he tells me everything” cue the eye roll.

“Okay Ma, and yes I called Scott, obviously that was a mistake,” Chris chuckles “He apparently blabbed everything.” Chris still wasn’t sure why he called his brother when Thea went to the bathroom, he just was so happy for the first time in a while that he needed to tell someone.

“So this is the girl that you’re going to marry, huh?” His mother bluntly states, causing Chris to almost drop his phone.

“What the fuck did Scott say? Who said anything about marriage? We talked for like four hours and she has been avoiding me all week.”

“Scott said you were going on and on about how you finally ‘found her’ which is why he called me 20 seconds after hanging up with you.” Thank goodness for the ballcap and the glasses or all of NYC would see the flushed cheeks of Christopher Evans.

“Okay, can we circle back to that whole topic later? Or maybe after I have a word with my kid brother. How do I ask her to meet up with me tonight when she only wanted to talk on the phone? Is that too forward? Should I just say yes to the phone call?” Chris continued to ramble to his mother.

“It can’t hurt to ask,” such a simple response and yet it was perfect. “Just mind your manners, you were raised better Christopher.”

“Thanks, Ma,” Chris says finally smiling because he has a plan.

“And if you need to call anyone on this date, call me not your brother,” she chuckles on the phone. “Love you and let me know how it goes.”

“Love you too”

Hey Thea, a phone call would be perfect unless you would want to meet up in person? I’m still in New York and would really like to see you again. If you wanted to meet in the city or someplace by you...whatever is easier.

Thea wanted to act like she was shocked by the message but she understood. Jamie and her relationship started out as long-distance, so when you have the opportunity to see someone in person you jump.

She didn’t know if she was ready for all of this, but she also knew it wasn’t fair to Chris. They needed to talk and put all of their cards on the table.

I would like to see you again too, but whatever is easier for you.

Long Beach is about an hour train ride to the city, but not sure would be better for you with people and stuff.

You could also come here and we could get some ice cream and take a walk on the boardwalk? If that doesn’t sound too cliche...

The bell is going to ring so no rush we can figure this out after school.

Thea finally stopped blowing up his phone by her overthinking and put her phone in her bag for the rest of the school day.

The afternoon went by in a flash, Thea waited until she got into her car after school to look at her phone.

Not cliche at all, that sounds perfect. I can be to you by 7, just send me the address of the ice cream shop

Thea forwarded the address and then made her way home. She had a few hours to kill before she would see Chris so she tried to busy herself with things to do to prevent the overthinking.

Chris on the other head couldn’t stop the overthinking and the worst-case scenarios that played out in his head. He has so many things to worry about with the movie and all the press but he cannot get her beautiful smile out of his head.

He just didn’t know what it was about her, everything about Thea just seemed authentic. She had been dealt such a tough hand that would make any person cold and distant, but she still wears her heart on her sleeve. Even Dodger could see her genuine soul and stepped in to defend her when we were on the mountain. Chris just wanted to get to know her better, he thought he might miss out on something unbelievable if he just walked away. He also understood that she was still so hurt and wanted to help her in any way that he could.

Chris thought about that while driving down to the ice cream shop and pulling into the parking lot a few minutes early. He spotted Thea as she was laying down a blanket in the trunk of her Jeep. He could only see the back of her and he was glad she was wearing something comfy and casual. It made him feel better about his jeans and t-shirt that took him an hour to finally commit too. He parked his car and made his way over to her, he closed his truck door loudly and called her name so he didn’t startle her. She didn’t turn around, she was too busy struggling with her own nerves. She had been fixing this blanket for a good 10 minutes and trying to decide whether or not it was lame and if she should scrap the whole idea. She didn’t even have a clue that Chris was behind her for a few minutes before she actually turned around with a jump.

“Sorry, I was trying so hard not to scare you but you didn’t respond when I called your name a few times,” stumbled with his words.

Thea kept a hand over her heart trying to steady her breathing and when it was finally calmed she looked up to see Chris’ concerned expression.

Thea couldn’t help but laugh, “Well you looked like the last time we met too, only I had a knife in my hand and yet you look more scared now.”

And just like that the tension that had worried them both had broken as Thea walked over to give Chris a big hug. They make there way over to the line and ordered two sundaes and then head back to her car.

“I figured we could sit here while we ate our ice cream and then head to the boardwalk, its a few minutes away but I didn’t want the sundaes to melt”

Chris continues staring at his ice cream trying to find a way to ask the question that had been driving him crazy all week. He didn’t know how to phrase it without making the situation worse.

Thea scoots back into the car and sits like a pretzel, “So let’s talk about it before the elephant in the room gets any bigger.” Thea used to be all about beating around the bush but after everything that happened, time is one thing you can never get back.

“Did I do something to upset you? I have been trying to figure out why you didn’t answer and I am coming up short” Chris admits finally looking away from his ice cream.

“You did nothing wrong and I don’t want to sound like an asshole when I say that this had nothing to do with you,” Thea says while running her fingers through her hair. Chris sits patiently giving her a second to collect her thoughts.

“I want to explain this right, so please take everything I say with a grain of salt because I am bound to put my foot in my mouth” Thea sets the stage with a disclaimer because she is absolutely terrified of the direction this could go.

“You know that feeling when you are exercising or playing a sport and your breaths are coming shorter and the tightness in your chest is growing? You can still breath but it’s a struggle and you cannot wait for it to subside? And then finally you stop and you catch your breath and the air in your lungs fills again and you know you are going to be okay?” Chris nods along to Thea’s analogy trying to see where she was going with this.

Thea takes a second to collect her words again, “Chris, I have been trying to catch my breath for three years now and no outlet, no resource, nothing was helping. The panic attacks while I was awake and even when I was sleeping, I just couldn’t...” Thea tries to collect herself shaking the tears from eyes refusing to let them spill. “And then I ask Jamie for a sign that it’s okay for me to stop running and I turn around and there you were” Thea clears her throat again.

“And Chris, I finally started breathing again.”

“Then we hugged and I got in my car and started to drive away and all at once it was gone and my lungs were aching and I was terrified and lost all over again” Chris is not sure at what point he reached for her hand but he was gently squeezing it as Thea continued to shake her head.

“Out of nowhere, I was angry at myself that I let this happen and how I was a fool for thinking I could be normal again.” Thea pulled her hand away, “I woke up to the text you sent me and then the guilt set in. I felt guilty being happy with you and wanting to answer you and then guilty because I was not being fair to you and then guilty because we only knew each other for a few hours and I was giving so much power to something that wasn’t real.” She swirls the melting ice cream in her lap, “and now I am just sad because sitting here with you right now with all these emotions I am breathing just fine.”

“And I am scared of what will happen next.”

Chris had no idea how to react to all of this, she had so many layers and so much going on and unintentionally he hurt her. Thea was right though this wasn’t about him but the fact that he was helping and hurting her at the same time was making his head spin. Nothing was sitting right with him and maybe ice cream wasn’t the best choice because his stomach was churning.

“I don’t know what to say, the thought that I am causing you pain, it makes me sick. Why would you say this isn’t real though?”

“Chris,” Thea sighs “I don’t know, you’re you and I’m me and I am talking this Chris not that other guy so don’t jump to conclusions. I am filled with scars and a heart that may never work again. You are so sweet and caring and could be anywhere right now and yet you are here with me eating ice cream in my trunk. We only talked for one evening, it just doesn’t make sense.”

“Isn’t that how all great stories start though, with a great evening that leads to many more?”

“Chris, the only thing I can offer you is a hand to hold and friendship, I don’t think I can handle much more and that’s not fair to you.”

“Deal, sold, I’ll take it. Now let’s head to the boardwalk before it gets too chilly” Chris says while taking the melted ice cream and tossing it.

“Wait what?” Thea says completely taken back.

“I am not done getting to know you and I have a feeling this will all be worth it,” Chris says with a smirk.

“Chris, I really don’t…” Chris cut Thea off, “I’m an optimist so let’s just enjoy each other’s company, okay?”

Thea nods and recommends that Chris should follow her back to her apartment building to leave his truck so that they can just walk from there to the boardwalk, parking was bound to be crazy on this warm spring night. When they finally park and head to the boardwalk, Chris, optimistically, grabs Thea’s hand and they start their walk with the breeze from the open pushing them along.

Chris decides while looking at her windblown hair, that he is going to help her no matter what. She deserves so much happiness in this life, Chris made a silent promise to her that all of her hardest days were behind her.

Giving her hand an extra squeeze, Chris looks out into the distance and makes the same promise to the night sky that was watching over her.

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