I want everything of you

by Deborah Fasola

  But we don't leave it yet.

  We did it, i did it and i danced, naked from my fear, with the only boy that i really love.

  The boy who i had the courageto come back to take back, with my happiness.

  I laugh on hismouth and he kisses me, we make a mess like always butwe are near, united.

  "We don't win" i say to him full on feelings.

  "I have already win, Tally. I love you. And i want you... i want everything of you. For ever."

  My heart stops, the whole world stops and everything changes, we are the only ones left who are all that matters.

  And since when I have the certainty that Jaxon is the only one I can call in that way, the only one who can have everything of me.

  All of Me.

  Forever... for real.

  Epilogue

  Two months later

  Talia

  I don't know how many time is passed since that day, competition day, I mean.

  Maybe two months, yes, two intense and busy months but unforgettable.

  I don't know we were arriving here, but iknow that i'm happy.

  Of course me and Jaxon didn't win the Street's Black Game, but it's right this because we had already won something better.

  Us.

  All of us.

  And now we are happy.

  Mr. Ward is come back to manage himself, Isaac to help him and Diana, even if she had really request divorce, she gave birth to an handsome baby that Jaxon loves despite he will rearely see him.

  Because me and he were going away after summer holidays.

  We chased our dreams and we arrivedon the beautiful island of Puerto Rico, away from everybody.

  I work in a bar and he dances on the street, rarely convincing me to do it.

  I nomore use long sleeves eithes sorry, but i continue to talk with Wiley who i miss every day, but only because the physical distance, seen that we rest near each other with calling and tought.

  Me and Jaxon started to live our life away, because every time that i try to talk about ended, he told me that he will give me alveys start.

  Because everything we love is there and waiting for us, but this is also our time and we have to take it all.

  "I have a quarter of an hour break" I tell him one evening running back from the pub.

  I did not stress the fact that this rises right under my house, just a step away from the ocean and on the beach.

  Our house, indeed, a small apartment where we live great.

  "Now?"

  "Yes, now" I say coming out of the door and finding him intent in front of a documentary on TV.

  While I run for him I take off my shirt and pants and laugh.

  Jaxon welcomes me with his arms when he then throws me at fish, practically ending up on him.

  He touches my lips with a finger and then kisses them.

  "You re a little insatiable" he says to me laughing full of love.

  Because i fell his happiness and now i know also the taste that happines has.

  Before for that quarter of an hour and after for the entire night.

  I don't know how long we will stay here, maube tomorrow i would come back and take that graduate that i have pursued and dreamed so much, but today i'm fine because sometimes you need to find a place to make your home to rest your heart.

  And i made it inside him, between his arms, wrapped by his love.

  "Little?" Jax tells me just before dawn.

  "Yes?"

  "Do it again," he murmurs sleepily, moving his legs and looking for me, having made love in our bed.

  "What?" I ask him, stroking his forehead.

  "All over again."

  And then his eyes close, giving way to sleep.

  I'm Talia Cohen, once I killed my sister and I paid for that mistake, but today I'm happy.

  And while I hold my heart half of my sky, I let myself be captivated by sleep, I am absolutely sure I would do it again.

  "All over again" I say slipping away with him.

  In our dream he takes me in his arms, makes me dance with him and then, after the last lap, he hugs me and kisses me.

  "I love you" whispers on my lips.

  "I love you too" I repeat and for the first time we say it together.

  In a dream, that dream that we have earned and deserved, certain that our life from tomorrow, when we open our eyes, will be much better than all this.

  Certain that we will be happy.

  Jaxon

  Dear dad,

  I and Talia have been a Puerto Rico since two months now, as you know from my letter, and I think that here was the best thing to do, and not because we escaped but because so we could take care of each other, cure us each other to erase the pieces of our heart together.

  I am happy with what you are telling me on the phone, that Daniel has given you the joy of living, that Isaac and Diana are in excellent relations and he is a happy child.

  I am happy that you too have been reborn and allow me to boast of repeating your own words: it was thanks to Talia and this makes me even happier.

  As you know from time to time I write you because you love our phone calls and love to talk to you finally again, sometimes I have things that I still can not get out loud, so I put them in writing.

  My mother misses me every day, dad, and I'm sure that for you it's same, but what I want to tell you today is that we both had the great honor of being able to start again and we must feel miracles for this.

  Now we can really be propellers, dad, and I believe we owe it to our mother and our inner demons.

  All of us.

  Because everyone deserves to start over.

  And because now I know that love can also heal and you know very well too.

  Now we have those who love us, dad. And we are a real family and soon we will also come to see you and we will be happy.

  Even Tally's dad is fine and we need a reunion.

  It will be soon, I guarantee it.

  I love you, Dad, say hello to my nephew, Isaac and Diana and always be as serene as I am now.

  Talia sends you a hug and I send you three: one from me, one from her and one from my mother.

  With love,

  Your son

  Jax.

  Ps: I still regret not having won that competition, and also to Talia, but stop thinking about it, Dad, it's passed months now!

  The end.

  Special tank

  At this point in history I always feel two very powerful and very intense emotions: the first is the emptiness left by the characters I have to say goodbye, and the second is the joy of having put an end to it, for having made it; a unhappiness that I share with you now that you have arrived here and that you are still reading to me.

  It's up to you that I say thank you with all my heart, once again.

  I hope that Talia and Jaxon have left you something, this is a story of second chance that speaks of sport, of passion and trust, and I hope that my protagonists have made you feel good and maybe even dream.

  So as I hope to find you in my next adventures: they are all for you, to let you know what I am, to make you live what I imagine and feel.

  Thank you, then, because it is only because of you that my passion has a way and purpose to exist.

  And thank you as always to my wonderful family, to colleagues, to all the blogstupendi who always support me with affection; thanks to my friends and my great editor Roberta Moscato for the always unique and incomparable work.

  And thank you to my traslator Flora D’Ambrosio for the beautiful work.

  This story is over, it's true, but many others, dear reader, just wait for you to live.

  One hundred of my emotions correspond to your emotion.

  At every thrill for what you read and read, echoes my infinite and full of thanks.

  Deborah