Perfectly undone nomads, p.11
Perfectly Undone (Nomads), page 11
“I know that, she told me but that isn’t why I’m scared. I don’t know who I am, Remi. I don’t know Giselle that well. I was always one or the other and now I’m just me and it scares the hell out of me.” I smile and press my lips to hers softy but when I pull back, tears stream down her cheeks. Moving my hand to cup her cheek, I wipe the tears with my thumb.
“Giselle, you can be you. Whoever the hell you are without her. It’s okay to move on. She wants you to move on. You have had a life that no one should have had to live but you made it, baby. You made it out alive and now you have the chance to live again.”
“What if I can’t?”
“I love you, Giselle. I fuckin’ love you and I will do whatever you need me to do to help you find yourself.”
“Are you sure this is what you want? Remi, I understand if you want to go-“ Putting my hand over her mouth, she giggles. I rest my forehead against hers and watch her eyes.
“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
“But I caused your whole world to come undone,” she whispers.
“Giselle, it’s perfectly undone. Get some rest now. I love you.”
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Giselle
“Where the hell are we?” I ask when Remi pulls to a stop in a parking lot.
“Fuck if I know. Utah?” he pulls the helmet from his head, glancing around before shrugging his shoulders. We’ve traveled. We have been all over and I couldn’t love it any more. It’s so freeing to be on the road but the best part is being with Remi. I miss Suzi but she was right, Remi does protect me and keep me safe.
“Why are we stopped?” I ask again when Remi climbs off the bike. He drops the helmet to the ground before climbing back on facing me this time. He reaches up and removes my helmet, my hair tumbling over my shoulders. Tossing the other helmet down he leans in and kisses me.
“What’s that for?” I ask when he pulls away. His hands never leave my face and I can’t stop smiling at him. He’s perfect in an imperfect sort of way.
“I wanna ask you somethin’ and I need you to be honest with me, yeah?” This doesn’t sound good. My stomach trembles as thoughts run wild in my head. Without Suzi, it’s a strange feeling to have.
“Okay.”
“You know I love you, Giselle. You know how much I want you but I need to ask you somethin’ and it’s serious,” he says, his face hardening with each word. My heart wants to leap out of my chest but I swallow hard and await the question.
“What is it?”
“I think it’s time we both made a decision about our lives. I want you to be with me forever. I want you, Giselle. So I’m askin’ you if you are ready to be my old lady,” his words slam into me as my eyes widen. I stare him not blinking as I let that sink in. He still wants me? After everything that’s happened and he still wants me?
“Are you gonna say somethin’?” He asks with a chuckle when I don’t answer right away.
“I…are you sure?” Cocking my head to the side to study him he laughs hysterically.
“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t ask you. In fact, I almost didn’t ask you.”
“What? Why?” Okay now that pissed me off a little.
“I was just gonna tell you and not give you a choice,” he shrugs. Asshole.
“Remi, I just don’t want you to regret it later.” His hands slip into my hair, tugging my face closer to his.
“I would never regret anything with you, Giselle. Now answer me.” Even with my heart beating out of my chest, I smile and nod.
“I’d love to. I love you, Remi.” His smile couldn’t be any brighter. He kisses me roughly, yanks me off the bike and drags me toward the row of buildings.
“What the hell are you doing now?” I squeal as I try to keep up with him.
“Markin’ what’s mine,” he growls as I laugh. Looking up I see we’re in front of a tattoo parlor.
“With ink?” I gasp making him laugh.
“Goddamn right with ink.”
“If I get one so do you,” I demand. Remi stops with his free hand on the door handle before looking down at me.
“What do you want me to get?” He asks.
“What am I getting?”
“Property of Remi,” he says proudly.
“So, you can get Property of Giselle.” The light in Remi’s eyes sparkle so brightly that I can’t help but smile with him.
“Fair enough. Let’s go, baby.” As we head inside my heart swells. We both came from fucked up backgrounds but in an imperfect world we make sense perfectly.
“Get that sweet ass in the chair, babe. The faster this gets done, the faster I can fuck you,” Remi slaps a hand on my ass.
“You planned this didn’t you?” I ask eyeing him as we follow the guy into a room.
“Goddamn right I did. You think I don’t know where the hell I’m at? I made these plans before we ever left Kred’s.” He chuckles.
“What if I would have said no?” I tease him. Clearly he didn’t find that as funny as I did. He jerks me back toward him, my body slamming into his.
“You’re gonna pay for that mouth of yours later.” A shiver races up my spine before he kisses me rough and hard.
“I’ll gladly pay for that every day of my life.”
“Fuckin’ right you will. That’s what this tatt means.” As I sit in the chair the man gets his stuff ready as I look up at the smile on Remi’s face.
“Where are we going next?” I ask excitedly.
“Anywhere you want, babe.”
The End
Erin Trejo, Perfectly Undone (Nomads)
