Song: Everything is loss- Maggie Eckford

I am at lost for words. I open my eyes wide and stare back at him. I watch as his lips come in contact with mine and I try so hard to search within him if he is serious about the words that just came out of his mouth. I'm not sure why I stopped kissing him back as I stand there crushed up against the wall and his hard rock solid body. Every freaking nerve inside of my body feels like it wants to explode as it recovers from his hot passionate lips releases from me. He keeps looking down at my lips and then back up into my eyes until he pulls back just enough to really get a good look at me.

"I...I don't know what to say...are you serious; you want to marry me?" I have to blink a few times and if I didn't feel how the heat rose between us, I would for sure have thought this was all just a dream.

"I'm dead serious. Fucking marry me Violet."

I nibble on my bottle lip as my breathing starts to calm down. I let out a long sigh as my eyes start to tear up. I want to say no for so many reasons. Mainly because I'm not wife material and for sure not mother material in any way.

"I love you. I will always love only you," he practically begs his devotion to me as his eyes focuson mine.

I start to sniffle. I swallow and try to avoid his eyes looking back at me. I start to close my eyes and shake my head no but that is not what came out of my lips. "Yes...I will marry you," I whisper.

Arms come around me and he picks me completely off of my feet to twirl me around. He carries me to the bedroom and lays me down on the bed. With each kiss, I let out a moan. I let him take me all over again. This time when he is done, he is worn out that he falls asleep by my side. I let him snuggle up against me until I know he is completely out and then I climb out of bed to jump in the shower.

When I get out he is still sleeping. I search for something to write on and then scribble out that I will see him later. I so needed to get back to my hotel in order to change clothes and put on enough make up to cover up the bruise on my face before headingback out. I grab his shirt and his boxers. It's not much but at least I will be covered up enough to get by.

As the elevator doors open up, I step out and notice how quickly eyes dart back at me. I ignore the stares as I make it out the front door and hail a cab. Once at my hotel, I quickly go in and up the elevator. I only have the one suitcase and thankfully I brought along a few extra clothes. I pull off his shirt and his boxers and quickly throw on my bra and panties, along with a pair of jeans and a dark blue shirt. I find my boots and put them. Once dressed, I pull out my bag full of makeup and add some to cover up the few bruises from the night before.

Once completely dressed and looking a little presentable, I head back out. However when I get to the main door, Eli is there waiting on me and he doesn't look happy at all. "You fucking left. Where the hell are you going?"

"I need to see my grandparents...just...look, I know that I shouldn't but I got to go."

"Do you really think that is what is best for them? Dammit Vi they moved on; why stir up trouble?"

"You see you just don't get it. I need to go." I push past him and hold my hand out for a cab.

He walks over and stands right beside me. "I'm going with you then." He reaches out his hand in Hope's that I will take it.

I roll my eyes as I cross my arms in front of me. "Fine...it's not like I can stop you," I tell him as a cab pulls up. He reaches over and opens the door for me and we both get in. I tell the guy where to take us and within no time we are being let out at the retirement home.

This time I walk straight to their place and knock on the door. We stand there and wait but no one ever answers.

"Looks like they are not home," he says bluntly in a way that states it's time for us to go. I know he thinks this is a bad idea.

"Maybe they are over in the main building." I turn and take off and he follows behind me. There are several people next to the pool and lounging in the chairs. I look around for them but they are no there. So I walk into the building towards the cafeteria. I see a few couples eating at the tables and older ladies chit chatting about the weather and other things but my grandparents are not in there either. I turn around and head out. I really don't know where else to possible look for them. As we head back outside a couple is coming in and as our eyes meet it's like the whole Earth froze in time.

Arms come around me in seconds and I am engulfed by my grandfather. "Sara...you came." I feel his whole body relax against me and his body heaves in and out. I know he is crying before I even have to look at him. I am speechless because he called me Sara of all people. When I pull away from him, his hands go immediately to my face as if tracing every line to see if I am real or not. "Sara...my sweet Sara."

"I...I'm not..." I was just about to tell him that I am not Sara when my grandmother steps in and pulls him away from me.

"Earl...that is not Sara." She takes his hand into hers and slowly looks back up at me. "I'm sorry dear...my husband Earl has Alzheimer's and his mind comes and goes. You just look so much like our daughter Sara."

I am speechless...again for the second time today. Eli stands by my side and takes my hand. "It's fine we understand. We shouldn'tkeep you." If it was up to him we would have been out the door seconds ago, way before this encounter.

I watch as her eyes glass over with tears. "You do look so much like her; a spitting image of her." She reaches out to touch my cheek as my breath catches in my throat.

Eli was right. I shouldn't mess up their life. I step back and attempt to smile back at the both of them. "I'm sorry...I should go." And that is exactly what I do. I turn and take off. I step out of the building letting the hot sun beat down on me.

"I'm sorry." I hear him behind me.

I turn to look back at him. "For what? You were right; I should let it be."

"So you ready to go now?"

"Actually no...I want to do one last thing before I leave here." I turn and go back in. This time I go to the front desk. "Excuse me, may I talk to the owner."

"Why of course...please hold on one second dear."

A few seconds later, an older man comes out holding his out for me to shake. "Good afternoon, I am Mr. Larson, how can I help you?"

I shake his hand firmly and when he let's go of mine he shakes Eli's hand.

"I was hoping that I can talk to you for a few moments. There is this couple here that I would like to help make arrangements with paying their fees."

He nods his head while continuing to smile, then points us to his office. We walk in and sit down. The first thing I notice is the overwhelming scent of peppermint. I look around and sure enough there is a bowl on the desk full of peppermints. He sits across from us and taps on the computer screen. "So what is the name of the account you are looking for?"

"The Owens...Earl and Mary Owen's they are in M-two."

"Oh...yes such a lovely couple. Are you related to them?" He types away and when he stops he looks back over at me waiting for me to answer.

"Yes...I am their granddaughter. I just wanted to make sure they are alright on the payments. I'm sure it cost a pretty penny to stay here in a nice place like this."

"Well...it's worth the price really. I mean they don't have to pay any extras so all the food, drinks, health service and activities are all included. I'm sure they would love your help but they are all caught up on their bill."

"That's good...so can I pay the next five years for them?"

He chokes up, "I would love for you to help dear but uhm...it's already been taken care of."

"Oh...well then. So they paid in advance then?"

"I can't tell you that." He looks at the screen again and then back at me with tight lips.

Suddenly Eli starts coughing and I don't know how he does it but he pukes all over the floor. Mr. Larson jumps up out of his seat. "Dear God...son...you could have at least made it to the trash can. Hold on let me go get the janitor."

As he steps out, Eli looks up at me and winks. I smirk as I quickly stand up and turn the screen around to look at it. I scan quickly down the file and there at the bottom of the screen has a signature, no other than Scarlett Adler's handwriting with her name. She has been making payments for them all along.

All these years she knew about them, kept me away from them. All these years. I have never felt so hurt. I slowly stand up and turn the screen back around. When Mr. Larson comes in with the janitor, I escape. "Thank you sir...sorry for bothering you." I don't wait for Eli and he is apologizing to Mr. Larson that he is so sorry for making such a mess.

I thought I knew everything...well almost everything but seriously how much more has she kept from me.