"Congratulations," I said to Josh.
"Thanks, man." He said to me as I hugged him before him and his new wife Nora headed off to their honeymoon.
"When are you going to walk down that aisle?" Josh asked me. I laughed too hard at that one.
"Never," I said. Josh just looked at me.
"What about Delilah? She is definitely marriage material."Josh said.
"Your right, she is marriage material. Just not mine." I said back to him. "Besides she cares more about this thing between us then I do," I said.
"Are you ever going to let her go man? It's been almost two years." Josh said.
"I don't even know what you're talking about," I said back to him.
"Right. Well man, thanks for the two weeks off. I'll see you when I return." Josh said as he climbed into the limo and drove off. I've been back in New York now for a little over a year. Life has returned to normal for me. My company is doing better than ever and I feel like I'm sitting on top of the world. There is always something missing though. I know what that something is. I do my best not to go down that road. It has, however, ruin women for me. I treat them like objects. I don't seem to care about any of them. I've been seeing a woman by the name of Delilah Sommers, for around four months now. The longest I've kept a woman around me in a long time. Her father works for my company and is one of my top lawyers. I met her at a formal dinner one night. She is smart and rich because of her father. She is my age and looks nothing like Page. She is tall, almost as tall as me with blond hair and brown eyes. She is very attractive and doesn't seem to get on my nerves too much. She is great in bed and I think that's why I keep her around.
She has already confessed her love for me, but I told her the truth on how I felt and I don't love her. I figured after that conversation she would leave, but she didn't. Josh met a girl while I was gone and actually had time to form a good relationship. I guess I kept him so busy with me that he only had time to be a playboy. He fell in love with her and they just got married. She is a very sweet girl and they are good together. I'm very happy for him. Life is life right now and I don't intend to change it any time soon.
I've been back in New York now for one-year. Things in my life are actually good and quiet. School is going better now that I busted my ass to get caught up. I might actually graduate with everyone on time. My apartment is very nice thanks to Richard and his overdoing. It's just one bedroom, but it is what you would call luxury. After I was reunited with my friends and they got the whole low down on everything that had been going on. Things got back to normal for us all. Aiden hasn't brought up the subject of us and I'm really grateful for that right now. I know he still cares about me because he shows it every day, but a relationship with someone is the last thing I want right now. I just need time. When I first got back it took me over a week to read the note that Vincent left for me. It was a hard thing to read.
I'm sorry I'm not there with you today, but it was too hard to say goodbye. I have never been in love before and to have to let you go was just too hard for me. I would have ended up begging you to stay. I know in my heart you needed to do this. The best choice for me was to let you go. I couldn't do that for you face to face. I hope you find whatever it is your looking for. I love you baby girl.
I have read that over and over. It almost made me go back to him a couple of times, but soon I was able to put the letter away and move on. I see Richard often, but we don't talk about Vincent. He takes care of me even though I have the money to take care of myself. He treats me like a daughter. I won't give that up for anything. Abby and Seth have started dating. I'm really happy for them. They still fight like cats and dogs, but I think it's what makes them who they are. Aiden introduced me to his sister and I fell in love with her right away. I know there are things in Aiden's life that I know nothing about, but he is a good man and takes good care of his sister. She is eleven and just full of life. Aiden has an aunt who helps him take care of Grace his little sister. It helps Aiden to have some sort of life.
"So, what are we cooking tonight" Seth spoke up. We were all outside of Aiden's home having a barbeque. Something we liked to do at least twice a month. Aiden clearly had burgers on the grill when Seth asked him. I just rolled my eyes and Aiden smacked Seth in the head with his hand. Seth just laughed and walked over to Abby and me. He laid himself completely down on top of Abby. She just rolled her eyes and was stuck looking right at me. I just laughed. "So Pageie page, are you really giving up on all men? Because you know Aiden over there." Before he could finish his sentence. Aiden threw a hamburger patty at him that hit him right in his head. "Perfect shot." I hollered out. "Ouch!" Seth yelled.
"You really don't know when to shut up do you?" Abby said to Seth.
"What?" Seth said.
"Man shut up," Aiden said. We broke out the board games and had a good rest of our evening. I really did love them all. Has it sits right now I'm happy. I have many regrets in life, but the only thing I can do now is move forward with life. Not to say that I don't miss Vincent, but I also miss Spencer sometimes. Sometimes I would really like to just walk right up to him and ask him why? Then I think that maybe I don't want to hear the answer. I know he left me and I'm pretty much over him, but it still hurts and lingers on the heart. He was my everything at a point in my life. He really meant something to me. He was very special to me and one just doesn't forget something like that."What are you thinking about?" Aiden asked me, that brought me out of my thoughts.
"Nothing special," I said.
"I'm really glad your home, Page," Aiden said.
"I'm glad I'm here to," I said.
"You seem to look sad at times. Do you need to talk?" Aiden asked. I just looked over at him.
"I'm not sad," I said.
"Come on Page, give me a little credit. I know why you came back and I know your on some type of journey, but it's okay to be sad at times. I just want you to know I'm here if you need to talk." Aiden said. I just smiled at him.
"Thank's Aiden," I said. He smiled at me and kissed the top of my head.
Page's leaving really did a number to me. I pushed myself into woman after woman. None of them could take the pain away. I just decided to throw myself into my work. I turned into an even bigger dick then I was before. The killing took a lot of the pain away and things here in Russia were a mess. I had a lot of work to do to fix things back in order and I was more than willing to take care of it all. I hired a few more men and even a woman who was good at seducing men and finding out information. She could also drop a three hundred pound man to the ground. Of course, I slept with her, but it only made me feel empty.
I never asked my father about Page and he told me very little. Mostly that she was doing good. I hated that. I spent a lot of nights wanting to go after her, but in the end, I did not. It's been a year and I've mostly gotten over her. My life is my work and my family. I'm hated and loved at the same time. I'm feared mostly by everyone I come in contact with. I'm not one to cross because I no longer give second chances. My gun does most of my talking. I'm a hardcore gangster and that's how I like it. My heart is now stone and there is only one thing to make it beat again, but that is gone so this is who I am. "Come on baby let's take this to the bedroom." I looked down at the whore who was giving me head.
"Why don't you just do your job and get the fuck out of here," I said to her as I pushed her head back down on my dick. She didn't complain and finished what she started. She knew better than to run her cock sucker. When she finished, I kicked her ass out. No one sleeps in my bed. I don't fuck anyone in my bed and I sure as hell don't let whores stay in my house.
It took seven months to rebuild my grandparents home. I completely restored the place and added on to it. The one room that stayed the same was the living room with the fireplace. I fixed it up but changed very little. I spend most of my nights sitting in front of the fireplace. It's the only place that gives me any peace. Peace was what came to me. For when the day would come that I would be fighting for my baby girl's heart.