~You fall in love with
the most unexpected person,
at the most unexpected time.
-Author Unknown

It's been precisely ten days since I last spoke to Vincent, which was when he was leaving. I wouldn't say that I do not miss him, but I completely do and it's been exceptionally lonely these days. I was sprawled out on the sofa at Tina's watching a movie and stuffing my face with food. I've been feeling kind of odd these past few days. All I feel is blankness with him being gone for so long. I just needed to know if he was alright, but he didn't care if I was worried about him. He didn't even care to see if I was okay. I bit down on my lip and stayed silent with a sense that I had lost him. My eyes welled up with tears. I sniffled and felt the moistness on my cheeks. I was crying for that bastard.

I sobbed, bringing my hands to wipe the tears. "Oh my god Laura, what's wrong?" Dorothy sat on the right side of me while Tina came and placed a bowl of popcorn on the table, taking a seat to my left, hugging me from the side. I still felt the tears trickling down my face, but I couldn't stop myself from crying even more.

"What's up with your face?" Tina asked, turning me to face her while she stroked my cheeks. I couldn't exactly tell a lie. She'd see through it in a second. "It's Vincent, isn't it?" Dorothy asked, letting out a muffled sigh.

"I can't put this all to an end, thinking about him. I don't know what all this means." I could feel a searing pain through my heart while my breath comes out unevenly. It has gotten inside my head and I despise that it's messing me up like this. I longed to see him, to listen to his voice, for him to embrace me, and let me know he's here by my side. Anything from him right now could ease the pain that I'm feeling. The loneliness is tugging at my heart and I cried harder remembering our times together.

"It's fine Laura to feel this way." I pouted and faced Dorothy, who once again sighs and took my hands into hers. "What do you mean what's happening?" I asked, pulling my hands away. As I rose to my feet with a growing sense of doom, Dorothy and Tina gave each other looks and looked back at me smiling. "You've fallen in love Laura" My heart raced as I stared at them. Several moments paused and I stood unmoving. This must be a sick joke, but their smiling faces said it all.

I released a sudden sigh. I tried to open my mouth to speak. But no words flowed out. I gulped. "Have I really fallen in love with him?" Then, with a little more strength, I asked, looking down at my bare feet, but it came out in a shaky whisper, barely audible. I left my place to go sit back on the sofa when I felt my arms wrapped around my body.

"I told you she was going to fall in love with him by this month," Tina whispered behind me and I frowned. I knew they were talking about me. "You owe me a hundred bucks," she all but yelled this time and I pulled away, watching them glare at each other. "What are you guys talking about-"

"Shh Laura!" Tina placed her bony finger on my lips, seizing my speech, while she held a conversation with Dorothy about me right in front of me; "How about she getting pregnant within a year or two years, or even a new wedding?" They were actually betting on what might happen in my life in the near future, directly in front of me. They all but shook their heads in agreement, grinning from ear to ear.

"You guys made a bet on me falling in love with Vincent. How unbelievable!" I folded my arms across my chest looking at them angrily. They high fived each other laughing at me.

"Hold on, I'm not getting pregnant nor am I getting'remarried' " I got up and pointed between the two of them. They looked at me giggling, continuing on with their conversation. "You can't deny these feelings, Laura. You should tell him how you feel. In any case, you're already married. We just need the confirmation of a pregnancy." And get embarrassed for the hundredth time. Not a chance. I'd rather go blind. "No, I'm not saying anything to him. Neither two of you are" I stormed out of the room, leaving them to finish their conversation.

After so many days of not going home, I went back. I missed Vincent so much and I was thinking about earlier what Tina and Dorothy said about me loving him. Do you call this feeling love? It feels weird.

I reverently rubbed my fingers along the silken mattress, pressing my cheeks against the cool, velvet pillows. The comforter was thick and irresistibly soft, like a billowing cloud. I topped into it, relieved to rest. Warmth and darkness enveloped me soon. Sleep called for me, but it didn't last long as I felt the presence of eyes watching me sleep. The opening and closing of doors made me know he was here.

Nighttime had always been the time when the demons residing within me came out to play; to bring out the worst in me. But today was different. My angel decided to give me back what was mine to shield me from the darkness, pain, and agony.

I walked exactly where I knew he would be on the balcony. The wind blew the curtains in all different directions, showing the shadow of a man. Vincent was tense when he heard the creaking of the door. "It's only me," I said, walking to where he stood. I smiled at him, but the anger was evident on his face.

"Didn't I tell you to stay with Tina? Why didn't you listen huh?" He startled me when I was by his side. His eyes grew dark as he stepped closer to me, gripping my arms firmly in his hands, then releasing them by my sniffing.

"I have enemies, Laura, and they'll find something to try to get to me. I can't lose you again, god damnit." He clenched his fist angrily. I took his fist in my hand-folding it open, "I'm sorry that it caused such a problem, but I missed you so I came back home." A tear fell from my cheek when I felt his body pressed against mine, whispering in my ear to keep calm me. "I'm sorry baby", the nickname he called me, made me smile.

"It's fine. I should've known better to stay with Tina." He only replied with a hum, seemingly to prove that he didn't want to argue about it any further, but hell surely prove himself right.

His eyes were blue. They were the blue that froze you in place, captivated you for even the slightest of moments. My whole life had sworn there was a sky trapped behind his pupils. "Tell me when you are finished staring at me". I smiled cheekily, turning my head to the side to avert his gaze upon me, but the sudden rosiness of my cheeks gave me away. "Blushing now aren't you?" I looked up to still see him gazing upon the stars. I won't lie about this. I wouldn't want this moment to end.

"This is nice." Briefly, a dark, wispy cloud eclipsed the full moon. For a few shadow moments, it looked like there was a halo around the cloud and a dull ura of lunar luminescence. "Yeah it is" he sighs, and I could hear the tiredness in his voice. Maybe it was a good idea to not call him at all.

Each time he looked at me, it was as if every ounce of breath was taken from my lungs, floating into the air like smoke. "I know I'm handsome, Laura. You can stop drooling now." I stepped closer while he watched. I stood closer, looking at the space between us, tracing his lip lightly with the tip of my finger. He pouts slightly, and I have such an urge to bite it, to kiss it, to wrap my arms around it and tell him how I feel.

I took a step back and walked away. I shouldn't have done that. He'll probably think that I'm weird.

I'm in love with him. He has never left my mind. He's always there mentally if not physically, and I've become aware that each passing day he was not here with me when I longed for his touch, to see his face. I'm in love with him and I can't believe I've only just realised it.

The feeling is so strong it flows throughout my whole body. It's strange and even frightening how you can go from someone being a complete stranger, to being completely infatuated with them and wondering how it ever was that you were able to live without them.

The light knock on the door took me out of my daze. I murmured under my breath and got out of bed to open the door. "You know I could hear you" he said once I opened the door. His eyes met mine. He towered over me, making me seem so predominate because of his height. His eyes fixated on my lips and I couldn't stop myself from biting them. He slowly looked up from my lips, then at my nose, then at my eyes, as if he was capturing my physique in his head.

He ventured forward and I stood back, my arms falling from the door which gave him access to walk in. He circled me and I felt his hot breath fanned my neck. Warmth developed in my cheeks when his hands slowly ran up my arms and a wave of energy filled me. I held my breath when I felt warmth creeping up the side of my neck. I quickly peeled my eyes open to be met by him. His eyes appeared to show an emotion I'd never seen from him before, and I couldn't comprehend if this was a feeling of longing.

He pulled my body near to him sharing his body heat. My hands went to his torso, closing the space that was inevitable between us. He set his hand on the side of my face, stroking my cheek. "You're really beautiful" he whispered. At the compliment, my heart smiled. He would compliment me, but his was entirely different from the other times. At that point, he pinched my cheeks, causing me to welp at the stinging of my cheeks, "Hey!!" Something flashed along his face and I saw it. He was smiling. He was actually smiling.

"So you do smile?" I said having some sort of confidence when my hands went to my cheek caressing it. He looked down and pouted. A small giggle left my mouth when I found his act cute. "Yes indeed I do, but it's only for you." A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, followed by a squeal that managed to leave my mouth. I was being carried when I felt the bed under my body. I sat up firmly with my head laying on the headboard while I watched him intently climbing on the bed. He let out a sigh and laid on his back with his head on my lap.

"What's wrong?" I asked, my hands now running through his black locks of hair. He frowned at the question. "I have to meet some clients tomorrow, despite my hatred towards those imbeciles. I have more options, but it'll be here in the house, so I'll have no problem throwing them out if they do get on my nerves." I chuckled as his finger ran circles on my leg. I shivered at the contact and the coolness of the ring on his finger, but it calmed my nerves. "Who are these clients?" I asked but all I wished was that I hadn't let the words out of my mouth.

His eyebrows tightened, his face darkened. He somewhat didn't like the mention of these 'clients' and now thinking about it, shouldn't have asked him about it, since his demeanor that was once soft towards me went back hard. "Baby is something wrong" I felt the touch of his hands on my cheeks and I quickly shook my head no. His eyes were now calm.

"It's that I got angry about the mention of them. It has nothing to do with you asking me the question." He said reassuringly. I nodded my head in understanding. I exhaled, releasing some of the tension that had built up in my shoulders. I still don't see why he would be meeting people he despised. A stiffle yawn left escapeed my mouth and I felt my eyes getting droopy. "My baby's tired," I hummed to answer his question when I lay flat on the bed. Vincent pulled the covers over my body. I watched him keenly as he headed towards the door but halted.

"Where are you going?" I yawned again, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, "I thought you said you were sleepy, so I'm letting you sleep." My lips grew into a thin line and I sighed contemplating whether to ask him to lie with me for the night. I played with the covers, looking all over the room, not wanting to meet his eyes. The bed dipped and I felt my feet being pulled. I was straddled in his lap when he gently rubbed my back as if I was a baby. "If you wanted me to say something, I wouldn't want my wife to get what she wanted. You're Vincent Johnson's wife." I rolled my eyes and tried to get off his lap when he held me down.

"Don't be like that, I'll tuck you in," he said smirking. Sometime later, I was wrapped in his embrace enjoying the heat that radiated off him. The last thing I remembered was the I'm sorry and a soft kiss on the side of my mouth, which made me snuggle into him more.