-- SO HARD TO BREATHE

[erica2]

there’s something missing in my heart

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It was fairly early to be up and about, at least to most L.A. citizens it would be. What with all the partying that seemed to go on around the city, there were probably only a few people actually up at such an early hour of seven o’clock. For the working class, seven was considered sleeping in, and to Mitch, it was the usual time he usually woke up. It wasn’t because he was trying to be an “early bird” and catch some metaphorical worm, but it was just because waking up early was apart of a routine he’s had ever since he entered the military. Granted, he had to wake up much earlier than seven, but Mitch tried to be reasonable when back in the real world. Another reason was mostly because after a long night of tossing and turning, Mitch usually just gave up on his feeble attempts at sleep around seven in the morning. There was just no point in trying to fall back asleep anyway, what with the sun seeping in through the blinds of his windows. Once that sun was out and even slightly visible, something in Mitch’s brain triggered and told him to get up. So he did. Mitch wandered into his kitchen, making sure to greet his two pups with a pat on the head each, and searched the cabinets and fridge for some type of nourishment that would suffice for breakfast. He didn’t really keep many breakfast type foods around, despite it being the “most important meal of the day”. Mitch usually got a coffee from Starbucks and that would be fine for him until lunch time.

But this morning, Mitch was craving a little more. After a little while of searching, Mitch managed to scrape together a few eggs and a piece of toast. The eggs, scrambled of course, were scraped onto a plate and some grape jelly was scraped onto the toasted wheat bread. Mitch sat at the small island in the middle of the kitchen, lightly rocking back and forth in the stool, probably not the best idea and with his luck he’d likely fall backwards on his ass, but he did it anyway as he shoveled small scoops of eggs into his mouth. The house was quiet, other than Duke’s soft whining, his way of asking for some of Mitch’s breakfast. And of course, Sasha would chime in too, even if she wasn’t even hungry, Mitch figured it was the simple fact that Duke was doing it. The little pup followed Duke around like a lost puppy, literally. At any other time, it was cute in a way, though this morning it was slightly annoying. Come on now, you have food in your bowl, Mitch would point out, nodding his head towards their food bowls. The matter was left at that and Mitch was finally left alone in silence as they examined their food bowls, as if they had just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Breakfast finished, Mitch just sat silently poking his fork against the paper plate, basking in the silence. It was bugging him and he could feel the loneliness tugging at his heart, causing him to abruptly get up and go back to his room.

Mitch never enjoyed being alone, and he began to regret shooing the two dogs away from him, for the whining was the only thing keeping his mind from drifting to his past. There’s just been this need to keep himself busy ever since he got back and if he didn’t, he felt as though he’d get lost in his thoughts and memories and never snap out of it. So Mitch turned the radio on as he searched through his closet for something he could run in. He threw on a pair of shorts and a cut off t-shirt, quickly stepping into his running shoes before grabbing his Ipod and exiting his room. It took him a few minutes to find Duke’s leash, but once found, Mitch attached it to the dog’s collar. Within just a few short minutes, Mitch was out the door and jogging down the street headed for Los Angeles City Park. It was around eight o’clock when Mitch arrived to the park. He stopped for a second, just to get a quick drink of water before he continued his run. Duke did a good job with keeping up with Mitch’s slightly fast pace, his mind focusing on the pounding of his feet on the pavement and the various sounds of nature around him. Mitch was so bent on keeping his mind busy that he hadn’t noticed that his grip on the end of the leash was gradually loosening. Soon enough, Mitch could see Duke bolting away from him. Duke! He called out to the dog, but it was no use. Mitch sighed gruffly as he chased after him. Despite the hassle of trying to chase Duke down, Mitch was slightly glad for the distraction.

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[rebecca]

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maybe she should've stayed in new york. life had seemed to be so much easier when she had her girlfriends or at least her close friends around to keep her busy. it was to keep times like this, the loneliness and silences away and the happy and laughing time around. the only time when she wasn't really drowned in silence was when her duke was playing and barking up a storm or when she was rehearsing her script. she sat down on her comfy sofa, staring blankly at the television - though she wasn't really paying attention to what was on. life had sadly, degraded to this and it was pretty damn disturbing and awkward. she had even got down to a routine; wake up, feed the pets, make breakfast, work out, go to work, come home and make dinner, then go to bed. alone. her hazel eyes glanced at the screen and looked at it for real and saw the sex and the city two promo and she then wished she had that life. well not the glam and party scene, but the friends and the going out at least once and not get stuck in the same routine.

she promised herself that she wouldn't become that widow "woman"...that single woman. that she would not be sitting here alone and somewhat depressed at the whole ordeal. so with that, she jumped up from the sofa and headed to her bedroom to change. she was going to go out, she didn't know where or what she was going to do but she was going to do it. becca wasn't ever a girl that was into shopping and getting dolled up everyday, she was definitely a girl who was down to earth. every once in awhile she would go out and splurge on herself and pick out the perfect little "cocktail" dress and pumps. so today she just picked out a pair of sweatpants and a nike shirt with a pair of sneakers. she was going to go to the park, ( oh she was just being so daring ) and enjoy the scenery that it had to offer. it was times like these that becca really enjoyed not being an a-list celebrity or otherwise this would be really difficult to do. "i'll be back later duke" she said as she rubbed the puppy's head with love.

she didn't mind walking but today she just wanted to get there quickly so she'd have more time to relax. grabbing her keys, it wasn't long before she was out the door and into her car driving towards the park. the park was always a place where she could go and stay there all day and just relax and think. though normally she would be working out or bringing her neice and nephew here to spend time with them. just anything to keep her mind off of mitchell. it all started because of him and yes it wasn't his fault and she didn't blame him for anything. but she clearly would have been better off if she had followed her gut and told him that she didn't agree with him going. she didn't even know how or when she pulled and parked in the parking lot but she did and thank god for that. "there i go again.." she mumbled as she turned the car off. the truth was she wouldn't be rebecca if she had told him she didn't agree because she knew it would upset him.

becks was always for pleasing people and supporting them with their decisions. as long as it made them happy then she was by all means for it. sighing deeply, she stepped out of the car and closed the door with a semi-loud "thud". crossing her arms over her chest she began to head down the pavement with her eyes on her shoes the entire time. Duke! small world that someone else would have a dog named duke as well. the duke was a name that her and mitch were gonna call there dog, whenever they got one. she snapped her head up at the sound of barking and quick paced running was coming her way. it wasn't long before she was greeted by a four-legged cutie and it immediately brought a smile to her face. "well hello you.." she giggled as she petted his head and gave him a quick rub down. not even bothering to look up at the guy who had been calling after him, she began to dismiss the whole thing. "oh he's fine, he just wants some attention" she spoke with a grin. with that she removed her hands from the dog and finally looked up..only to cease all movement. "oh my god"

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THIS POST WAS MADE FOR MITCH/ERICA AND IT IS COMPLETE. IT MEETS ALL THE REQUIREMENTS, WITH A LOT OF EFFING WORDS DUUDE WORDS. THOSE LYRICS AT THE TOP ARE FROM AN ARTIST KNOWN AS NOBODY THE OUTFIT BECCA IS WEARING CAN BE VIEWED HERE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT OH YES, I KNOOOOW. THIS SUCKED BCUZ I..JUST DONT KNOW. >_>

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[erica2]

there’s something missing in my heart

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The fact that all this time, Becks has had the idea that Mitch was actually dead was completely unknown to him. So when he finally came back home to find that, well, his home was no longer his and that Becks was no where to be found Mitch wasn’t sure what to think. But everything that could possibly run through one’s mind at that time just happened to run through Mitch’s. He thought that she had grown tired of waiting around for him, sick of only seeing him every few months for only a few days at a time. Mitch could understand that, but it was hard on him too. It was a big decision for him to make and he felt that he did what he needed to do. His family was full of military men, and Mitch didn’t want to be the one to break that tradition, not like his brother. Not to mention, to serve his country the way he did, was a complete honor. Mitch knew she hadn’t completely understood his reasoning for suddenly wanting to risk his life and serve in the military. But he had to do it for himself, his country, and his family. His dad made it hard to do anything else with his life. And unfortunately, because of that, Mitch was left alone. Daily, he would contemplate her reasoning for leaving without so much as a warning. She hadn’t gotten in touch with him at all, and it left him baffled and hurt at the same time. But there was nothing he could do about it now. She was gone and he had to realize this fact, and move on. It was hard though and no matter how many movies or projects that he took on, none of it was enough to keep his mind from drifting to the subject.

And on top of that, his military experience wasn’t one of the greatest. It’s left him with a few issues that he knew he should probably address with some sort of professional help, but he just couldn’t find the strength to seek it out. Mitch tended to like handling things for himself. He was stubborn in that sense, always thinking that he could do everything on his own and that he didn’t need any help with his personal problems. That certainly wasn’t the way to live, especially with something so serious eating away at his mind. It felt as though the whole world sat on his shoulders and with every day the pressure was slowly crushing him. Soon, he’d be nothing but an empty shell, human on the outside and just a lifeless ghost on the inside. Mitch didn’t want to end up that way, but what with his fear of revisiting his past in order to help him in the present, he just might become that ghost of a person. Hell, he might be well on his way to that, for even now in his life Mitch was just going through the motions. He did what was necessary to keep himself together physically, ate the required meals to keep himself satisfied and at the end of the day wandered off to bed to struggle with his dreams once again. It was sad and depressing, and he hated being that way. His life was once full of such joy and excitement. Every day was an adventure for him and it was a rare occasion that you didn’t see a smile on his face. Mitch longed for those days again, but there was something missing. He just needed a push, some sort of guidance to get himself back up onto his feet. He was sure if he would just make an effort, he could find someone to help him do that, but he hasn’t dated in years. Mitch couldn’t even think of taking a woman out to dinner or to a movie like he had so many times with Rebecca.

And now here he was, chasing after his dog, probably the most excitement he’s seen in a few months. Sweat dripped from his forehead and down the side of his face, relieved to see that Duke had stopped to seek some attention from an innocent bystander. Mitch slowed to a brisk walk, figuring Duke had found what he’d been looking for and wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. Finally catching up to the pooch, Mitch squatted down to pick up the leash, his eyes focusing on his actions more so than the woman in front of him. I’m sorry…It just slipped right out of my hand, he said, holding up the leash as he stood with a friendly smile. It was a smile he seemed to have perfected over the past couple of months, doing a good job of hiding his true feelings inside. Mitch at one point had thought about what exactly he would say when, if ever it would happen, standing face to face with Rebecca again. He thought about how he’d be furious, especially if she was with someone else, and how he’d blow up into this fit of emotions that he’d probably need someone to calm him. But standing here now, staring into those beautiful eyes, Mitch found himself at a loss for words, breathless even. I… He stumbled over his words, his hand lifting to the back of his neck. What to do now? Becks…What are you—What are you doing here? Well, that was a start…I suppose.

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[rebecca]

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if she had known that he was still alive and that he was coming home, then she would've stayed. hell, she stuck around for that long why in the world would she have backed out then. she loved him and didn't plan on leaving him anytime soon but it was painful to stay in a house where you and your boyfriend use to live. she waited a while before she had decided to pack up and move back home, close to her family. if by some divine miracle that he wasn't dead that it was just some cruel joke, she hoped and prayed that he would come and find her some way. but she knew that he was gone and knew that he wasn't coming back. or so she had been told. she remembered the countless talks she had with her family about the 'why did this happen to her' and the 'this isnt fair'. it was probably them that gave her the strentgh to actually try and get it together and move on. so after a few months in new york, she decided to move to LA and get back into the acting scene.

mitch was here, standing infront of her and this time she wasn't dreaming. he was actually here, dripping in sweat and looking just like he did all those years back. it was nice to know that her feelings hadn't really left her and that she felt exactly the same as she always did. becca was completely and utterly in love with him. mitch had to be the only person to call her becks or give her that charming smile that would make her go weak in the knees. would he even recognize her? so for now she just stood there and stared at him in silence waiting for him to finally look up and see her. and that was when she knew it was real because he also had a moment of "what the fuck?" as he stared back at her. they stood there in silence for a bit, the sound of cars often coming in and out from passing by. becks...what are you-what are you doing here? who? oh right, her name was rebecca but he enjoyed calling her becks.

what was she doing there? did he mean what was she doing at the park or what was she doing in LA. because she honestly didn't know what was going on right now to be quite honest. she had always had dreams of the day when they would meet again, almost like a cheesy fairytale and now it was happening. if someone would've told her that she would actually get to see him again, a few years later in los angeles - she would've called them crazy but here they were. "mitch..." her voice shooked as all the emotions ran through her at once. by now she was pretty sure she was crying because her vision was becoming blurry and she was losing focus on him. her eyes began to blink quickly as tears began to run down her cheeks. "i can't believe you're..." she didn't know what to say, there was so much she wanted to say and do. rebecca didn't have any control over her next actions as she practically through herself on him. it had been so long since she had last hugged him and she couldn't help it that that was something that she needed.

she was pretty sure that innocent bystanders were staring but she didn't really care at all. when she felt like it was safe to let him go, she did but didn't back that far away. it was like she was scared that if she didn't stay right there or take her eyes off of him then he would disappear again. call her lame, whatever but this was the guy she wanted to marry once upon a time. becca began to wipe the tears away but she felt new ones begin to fall. oh man, it felt that she was gonna faint or something, it was a funny feeling but she would go through it everyday if she got a chance to see him. "i'm sorry it's just...i didn't think i'd ever see you again." she exclaimed with a small laugh. "when they told me you died...i" her voice trailed off as her eyes dropped down for a moment. wrapping her arms around herself, she took a deep breath before she stared back into his eyes. "what happened to you?" she asked quietly.

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THIS POST WAS MADE FOR MITCH/ERICA AND IT IS COMPLETE. IT MEETS ALL THE REQUIREMENTS, WITH A LOT OF EFFING WORDS DUUDE WORDS. THOSE LYRICS AT THE TOP ARE FROM AN ARTIST KNOWN AS NOBODY THE OUTFIT BECCA IS WEARING CAN BE VIEWED HERE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT ONCE AGAIN, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WROTE. >_>

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[erica2]

there’s something missing in my heart

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Perhaps Mitch was foolish for thinking that Rebecca would just leave without saying anything to him first. But as far as he knew, she was informed that Mitch was missing in action and that she would be notified if and when he was found. That's how it worked and the possibility of that not happening hadn't necessarily crossed his mind. He didn't think that, in his disappearance that the military would simply assume that he was no longer alive and go and pass that assumption to a loved one. In fact, if he found out that had happened he would be furious. To even imagine all the emotional stress that would cause on someone was practically impossible. Finding out someone was supposedly dead and then to later find out that it was all a lie, and that the pain and suffering that sort of news must've caused was ridiculous. Mitch wouldn't believe something like that could happen. So when he saw Rebecca standing in front of him, he wasn't exactly sure what to think or say.

A mix of emotions were swirling around in that head of his and he couldn't help but mentally curse himself for staring idiotically at her while he attempted to form some sort of sentence in his head. Luckily he wasn't the only one of the two of them who looked stupid, staring at each other without saying a word. In fact, she looked at him as if she had just seen a ghost. It was sort of freaking him out. Duke knew something freaky was going on. Mitch could see the dog's tail wagging slowly as he sat and cast his big blue eyes up at them in a curious manner. There was a pause after he'd asked what she was doing here, now realizing that his question was slightly vague considering they were both on the completely other side of the United States from where they had previously lived. But it was too late to rephrase now, and Mitch didn't want to risk stumbling over any more words. His attempts at complete sentences have been embarrassment enough. And then, something happened that he found especially odd. Something that, at the time, he wouldn't expect from someone who as far as he knew, had broken up with him.

It started with his name, her voice wavering as if she were about to cry. Mitch looked confused. Point blank. He had no idea why she kept looking at him as if she was waking up from a dream. There was obviously something going on that he knew nothing about but he didn't care. Rebecca Hamilton was standing in front of him and if he didn't know any better, it seemed like she was extremely happy, maybe even relieved to see him. She looked as beautiful as ever, even while wearing something as simple as sweatpants and a t-shirt. He'd always loved her for that simplicity about her. She didn't feel the need to get dolled up everywhere she went and she wasn't afraid to just throw on whatever was laying around in her closet. It just seemed to make those few moments back in the day, where Mitch would take her out to dinner all the more special. The tears came soon after and confusion hit harder than it had before. Why was she crying and what did she know that he didn't? You can't believe I'm what...? he muttered quietly, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. Why are you crying? The questions kept coming and he almost began to ask what was going on with her and where the hell she went when suddenly she threw her arms around him.

It had been so long since he last felt her touch, let alone given her a hug. His questions were temporarily forgotten as he hugged her in return, a chill running up his spine. God he couldn't even express in words how amazing it felt to have her back in his arms again. The emptiness he'd been feeling ever since he got back was filled to the brim the moment he held her in his arms. It was an incredible feeling that he didn't want to let go of. Oh yes, people were staring, they have been for a while. Mitch didn't blame them, for the scene was unraveling like a movie and that's exactly what it all felt like. When she finally pulled away, Mitch looked at her, awestruck. The words that flowed from her mouth were a surprise to him. Died? Say what? They told you I was dead? Mitch's eyebrows came together, his hand running through his hair as his eyes glanced around at their surroundings. I..didn't die.. Oh, no shit Mitch.
I mean..I just went missing for a while. They never said anything about contacting you, he informed her, not wanting to explain the details of his disappearance. All this time you thought I was dead? And I thought you just...Got tired of waiting around for me...

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[rebecca]

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all that time she had laid around depressed and crying while mitch was alive and well. well, she didn't know if he was well or what but she could just go on the simple fact that he was alive. the woman sighed heavily, wrapping her arms around herself as she stared down at her shoes. humph, who knew you could meet the love of your life in sweats and a t-shirt. well even if she had knew she was going to see him, she still would've chosen the more comfortable route. truth be told, she actually hated the time it wasted to get dressed up. for anything really, mainly the big events, like weddings, award shows or even when she went to her prom. ugh, god, kill her now. becca could remember the amount of hours it took just to get ready, when all she wanted to do was sit around and not do a damn thing. but no, her mother wanted her to go and as much at becca hated it, she bit her tongue and went to the damn thing.

of course he would want to know why she was crying, seeing as she hadn't said much of anything useful in the past few minutes. her hazel eyes glanced up at mitch and stared at him quietly, man, he was really here. it had literally been years since she last saw him and it felt like she hadn't missed a day with him. like she was back in boston with him, living in their house - back when everything was natural and normal. she sagged with relief as she felt him return her hug, wrapping her arms around his neck a little tighter. she didn't mind the sweat at all, he could've been covered in mud and she still would've hugged him. after she pulled away, her eyebrows furrowed together as she stared at him. "yeah but..." well, what could she say about it really. they told her he was dead and now obviously he wasn't, so where did that leave them.

she shook her head as she tried to wrap her mind around what he just said. "went missing?" she repeated as she stared at him. and they also didn't tell him to contact her...well he should've done it anyway. "well...what happened?" she asked quietly. she wasnt trying to be rude or anything, she was just trying to understand. if it were her and she had went missing and came back, she would've called home and told him. but that was just her logic in thinking and not mitchell's. she was about to say something else but stopped short when he beat her to it. "mitch." she was really at a lost for words at the whole ordeal. she huffed an awkward and quiet laugh as she shook her head again. "i waited almost three years for you and the only reason why i stopped was because i was told to" she remarked with a low voice and simple lift of her shoulders up and down.

"but then again i never really stopped waiting for you" which would explain why her long 'vow' of being single. going on a date never crossed her mind at all because to her it would always would've felt like she was cheating or something. then a thought had crossed her mind...was he dating anyone? well then again, they weren't together anymore but...yea, no. becca couldn't bring herself to ask him that question, so she just let it slide. "you know um.." no, she couldn't tell him that, they had after all just seen each other. maybe she would tell him later, like, weeks later. but then again, how do you tell someone 'oh-by-the-way-i-was-four-months-pregnant-but-lost-the-baby-after-i-was-told-you-were-dead.' "nevermind.." she smiled awkwardly as she placed her hands together and rubbed them together. "so..what have you been doing?" she asked curiously.

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THIS POST WAS MADE FOR MITCH/ERICA AND IT IS COMPLETE. IT MEETS ALL THE REQUIREMENTS, WITH A LOT OF EFFING WORDS DUUDE WORDS. THOSE LYRICS AT THE TOP ARE FROM AN ARTIST KNOWN AS NOBODY THE OUTFIT BECCA IS WEARING CAN BE VIEWED HERE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT HUSH UP WOMAN !

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[erica2]

there’s something missing in my heart

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It was a lot of time wasted for the both of them and Mitch couldn’t help but blame the lack of organizational skills of the military. Mitch had no idea that they had told her this false news and that they had failed to tell her when they’d found him. And of course, figuring that they would relay such good news to Rebecca, he didn’t even think to write or call her, even if he’d had the chance. Unfortunately he had to be kept in the hospital for a while due to a gunshot wound, so even if he had thought to write her or call her back home, he probably wouldn’t have been able too. He slept most of the time he was there, and they put him on so many pain killers that he was always groggy and distant. Even so, Mitch was still slightly angry that they sent him home thinking that he would be greeted by his girlfriend when really they’d told her he was dead. They could’ve made some kind of effort to track her down so that she could know that Mitch was indeed alive. Or at least they could’ve told Mitch that they’d told Rebecca that he was dead. That would’ve been a bit of incentive to try and contact her or if he was unable to contact her himself, demand that they track her down. But of course, things couldn’t go smoothly like that. It would be preposterous.

All that heartache he imagined she had gone through had been in vain, so could you blame him for being angry? He wouldn't show it though. It's not like it would help the situation at all and he didn't want to ruin this moment with a rant about how incompetent he believed the military to be. The hug just took him back to Boston and the amazing life they had together. Memories flooded into his mind and he didn't want to let go. But all things had to end at some point and unfortunately the hug was not an exception to that concept. When she repeated what really happened to him, he nodded slightly. And then the question that he was hoping to avoid came up. Mitch didn't even know where to begin or whether or not he should even tell her the details at all. He hasn't talked about what happened to anyone, not even his family. When he came home, he simply told his parents and his brother that he was separated from the rest of his squad and ended up staying alone in the desert for a while until he was rescued. It was left at that and they didn't question him any further. So should he do the same here and spare her the details? Uh, I just... he muttered, trying to find the right words to say this.

There was an ambush. I was shot and got separated from my squad that's all, he explained, making sure to keep the fact that he watched his partner die out of the picture. He was sure that she would freak out on him and then he'd end up sobbing like some baby because of his need to blame himself for his friend's death. It would overall be a horrible situation and was bound to attract even more attention than they had already attracted with their little reunion. He knew he should've told her everything, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Not yet, anyway. Time, lots of time was needed for him to talk about what happened back there. His eyes lifted, looking at her when she said his name. It sounded so nice coming from her and he couldn't help but want to embrace her in another hug. He wanted to hold her like he used to and just bask in the silence of their home, nothing but their light breathing and maybe the soft hum of the television surrounding them. Well she had a point there. Suddenly he felt stupid, and sorry that he had given up on her so quickly. Mitch had just assumed the worse and left it at that, immediately wanting to forget and move on. She on the other hand waited for him all those years, even after the news of his alleged death. I’m sorry, Becks…I should’ve tried to find you, I should’ve… his voice trailed off and he shook his head, disappointed in himself. Now that he thought about it, he didn’t know why he was so naïve in thinking that she would actually leave him after all they’ve put into their relationship.

An eyebrow lifted as she began to mention something, but seemed to rethink it and brushed it off. Curiosity hit and he found a small smile on his face. Come on, Becks, you know I hate when you leave me hanging like that, he joked. What has he been doing? Mitch was almost embarrassed to say. His life went completely downhill and today’s the most action he’s seen in a good while. Oh you know..Just…Trying to stay busy. I um, got into acting for a while. Now I’m doing some directing here and there, he informed her, the fact that he was shooting the breeze with Rebecca still blowing his mind. This was the girl he planned on marrying. And after all these years, she looked the same and he felt that same connection with her, despite the slightly awkward tension that lingered between them.

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rebecca hated this awkwardness and she was trying to open herself but it wasn't as easy as she thought. they had her boyfriend, well ex, out here thinking that she had left him for god knows who. she couldn't exactly get herself to act like this was normal, that this was something she did everyday. the girl said it before and she'll say it again, mitch was alive and in los angeles...standing infront of her. wow. maybe now she'd get over it a bit and try to make this as less awkward as it already. though the question was, how? and almost as important, when was the right time to do it? another question that popped in her head quite a bit was one that she wondered if it lingered in his head as well. what were they? were they single or were they...well considering that he still had those feelings for her. though a part of her doubted that he still did, seeing as he thought that she had moved on. though she couldn't blame him for that, it truly wasn't his fault. it was the lack of communication from the military and what not.

she braced herself for what he was about to say because it seemed to be hard for him to say. and if it was hard for him to say then she sure as hell probably not going to like the answer. and then he said it. ambush. shot. seperation. she inhaled sharply, placing her hand over her mouth as she closed her eyes. god, what was with the tears, seriously. she hated crying and wasn't going to do anymore of it, at least not today. becca took a few moments to somewhat pull herself together before she had the courage to look at him again. "you make it sound so..i don't know" she remarked quietly with a simple shrug. "like it's a normal thing" she finished, placing a small smile on her face. becca didn't want to press, at least not now. if he wanted to tell her anything else then she was sure he would have. the girl didn't know how to respond to what he said or how to respond to any of this. she was actually still expecting to wake up just when things would start to get better. that ambush and him being shot could've really brought that horrible false statement to life and this wouldn't be happening right now. before she could even really catch herself, she wrapped her arms around his neck once again and pulled him into a hug.

she didn't let go and wasn't planning on it, even when she heard him speak up about how he should've tried to contact her. she shook her head at his remark, her fingers caressing the back of his head as she took in this moment. "it's okay.." she replied simply. it didn't matter now, there was nothing they could do about it so there was no need to dwell on it. and if she knew any better, he was probably upset with himself for not trying and that was the last thing they needed at this point. when he pressed the subject again, she tried to bury her face into the base of his neck because she really didn't want to dampen the mood. rebecca was almost positive that it would make things far worse than what they needed to be. "it's nothing...not anymore" she mumbled. but then, what was the worst that could happen that hadn't already happened. "well..." she started off as she pulled away to look at something else other than him. "when you were suppose to come home, i was suppose to tell you something"

"i was pregnant when i was told you were dead" ugh, oh god, she'd said it. it had always been a sensitive topic for her to talk about which was why she always tried to avoid it. but when it came to mitch, she always seemed to spill her heart out about everything and anything. even if it was something stupid and pointless, she could never keep anything from him. "but it's nothing to worry about and i shouldn't have told you - at least not now" she fiddled with the bottom of her shirt as she mentally scolded herself. small world. not only was he here but he had been doing some acting and now he was directing. "small world" she mumbled as she looked up at him. the girl had been doing the same thing, minus the directing but they were in the same industry. it was funny how your world could go from bland, boring and sad into something totally different, something filled happiness and other emotions. oh if there were gods then her prays were definitely being answered.

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The awkward feeling Mitch was feeling in the pit of his stomach wasn't going away and it was slightly frustrating. This was Rebecca he was talking to. The woman he loved, the woman he felt most comfortable around. The woman he had thought about marrying. So why did he feel so uncomfortable right now? Maybe it was because of all he's been through and the fact that she was now standing in front of him after all these years was slightly overwhelming. Either way, Mitch felt awkward and he was hating it. But he figured that was to be expected. They haven't seen or even talked with each other in any way for about six or so years. That separation changes things even if it's not a huge change, it's obviously enough to give Mitch this horribly awkward feeling around her. It was disappointing in a way. He used to be able to tell her anything and just goof off with her without a care in the world. And now he was withholding information from her, information that he would've told her within a split second six years ago. Mitch mentally kicked himself for being so weak. And now he was left thinking about what they were going to do now.

Mitch would like to pick up where they left off. He definitely still had very strong feelings for her that was for sure. Hell he was sure that he still loved her, somewhere inside of him. But he couldn't help but wonder if things would be the same. Mitch for one hasn't been the same guy he was lately and even though he knew that was partially due to losing Rebecca, but that couldn't be the only reason. Nowadays, for Mitch, laughter was rare and he can't remember the last time he gave anyone a genuine smile. Would she be able to live with the ghost he's seemed to become? Mitch wasn't sure; he could barely live with himself, having to buy two dogs to keep him company. Even then, he often found himself falling into the same routine every day. But Mitch couldn’t help but wonder if all of that could change if they did decide to get back together. He just didn’t know how to bring it up casually, even though the situation right now wasn’t very casual itself. So his head right now was just a huge confused mess.

After he’d told her vaguely what had happened back in Afghanistan, her reaction didn’t come much as a surprise. It was a horrendous experience and he could tell that for a moment, she couldn’t handle the information that he’d given her. But after pulling herself together she finally spoke and gave him that smile he loved so much. It was comforting in a way, and kept the sort of light-hearted atmosphere that he needed right now. Sure his situation wasn’t exactly normal, but he was sure that this kind of thing happens sometimes and Mitch was just doing his best to try and forget about it and move on with his life, despite how unsuccessful he’s been so far. He was still trying and maybe finding Rebecca here in L.A. would help out a little bit. It happens. I try not to make a big deal out of it. I guess that’s just how I’m coping with it, he informed her, offering a half-hearted smile and a shrug of his broad shoulders. Before he knew it, Mitch was caught off guard by another hug. He should’ve seen it coming, but he was just now getting used to the reality that Rebecca Hamilton was standing in front of him, well, hugging him now. His reaction time was quicker this time around though, his arms embracing her gladly.

Despite his frustration with himself, Mitch was happy to hear that she wasn’t upset with him, for having somewhat of an understanding of how he felt about this. It was okay, and Mitch needed to keep telling himself that so he wouldn’t resent himself for not attempting to contact her all these years. There was nothing he could’ve done because back then he didn’t know that she’d thought he was dead. Mitch rested his chin lightly on the top of her head as she buried her face into the base of his neck, his hand stroking the hair that cascaded down her back. It felt like the old days like this, his habit of toying with her hair hadn’t left him after all this time apart. He was confused by her words, his curiosity about the subject rising. What do you mean? he questioned, looking at her as she pulled away. But she wouldn’t look at him. Could it be that serious? Then she said it. Pregnant. The shock was obvious on his face as he just stared at her for a moment. And then he began to look around as if he were expecting his son or daughter to come running up to them from somewhere in the park. But something wasn’t right. This should be happy news, and obviously Rebecca was anything but happy about it. You…Lost the baby? he questioned quietly. After a few moments of silence and thinking, she spoke again and he shook his head. No, it’s okay. I’m glad you told me, he said, his eyes lowering for a moment. Well, uh, what have you been up to?

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of course, not thinking about would probably be the best thing to do but still, he had to have thought about it at some point...right? she hoped that that was the extent of what really happened, hopefully it was because he would normally tell her everything. though of course, it had been six or seven years since they last seen each other, so sure some things had changed. also, the one thought she didn't want to think about was in fact, what were they? were they friends or still a couple because she clearly didn't remember anyone calling it quits. but as far as she knew, he was seeing someone else by now, she did notice that he didnt have on a wedding ring so he wasn't married. but that didn't classify girlfriends or being a bachelor as so many men seemed to be doing these days. "well if you ever want to talk about it, you can talk about it with me" she replied quietly. "i'll always be there for you, no matter what" she added quietly. it was always in her nature to care for people and mitch was no different, i mean it was mitch for christsakes.

it was nice to be in his arms again, it had been a long time since she had felt that warmth that only his hugs could give her. feeling his touch against her hair brought back memories of how things use to be and it pained her to know that it was a possibility that it wasn't going to be the same. though this moment was somewhat messed up because she was talking about how she lost the baby. rebecca never really talked about it, not with anyone really. well she gave a glossed over version of it but she never really explained how she really felt about any of it. "i mean..." she spoke again but she didn't really have any words for the situation. it was really hard for her to even look at him after that because she didn't want any pity or anything. she was over it in a sense anyway, the whole thing was behind her because she pushed it behind her. "yeah, i did...but, im fine" she replied with a nod. "everything's fine, the doctor said it was possibly because of the stress i had.." she added with a slight shrug.

"do you wanna sit down?" she asked, as she motioned over towards the bench. hopefully that didn't make it seem like she had some big, horrible news to give him but it was just the simple fact that they had been standing for a while now and she was beginning to feel it in her legs. after she got herself situated on one of the benches close by, she exhaled deeply as she thought about where to begin. "been working on films a lot, lately. umm, after everything that happened in boston i moved back to new york for a while and spent time with my family" she exclaimed. "i stayed there for a few years before i moved out here.." she added. "i've been doing a movie series that's been keeping me distracted about you..and i just signed on to do another one" she quickly glanced over at him and bit her bottom lip lightly. "but not in a negative way or anything...it's just." she mumbled quietly.

"it's probably gonna seem a bit strange to you but i also have a dog named duke." she exclaimed with a small smile as she looked down at the dog. "of course, he's not as big; he's a boxer puppy, but..it's kind of funny." she giggled quietly as she continued to stare at the dog. "and i have a cat, lola, whom i got the day after you had left because i was tired of being lonely" she remembered the day she got the cat, she was extremely adorable and kept rebecca occupied. "even though now, she somewhat hates me for getting the dog and also almost setting her afire" she stated as she stared blankly into space. that night, was probably the worst night ever but nowadays it seemed to be a real funny thing to everyone. "it was actually frightening but...she's fine now." she cut her eyes over at him as she gave him a warm smile. "but enough about me, what about you?"

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And there were those words that always made him feel guilty whenever keeping something from anyone really, not just Rebecca. She’d always be here if he wanted to talk. Those were the golden words. Granted, he hardly ever kept things from her, always trying to be an honest man. Honesty was what made relationships work after all. But this was different. It wasn’t something that he would never talk about with Rebecca, it was just that Mitch wasn’t comfortable to talk about it just yet. He hasn’t reached that point in his life, and that’s probably because he hasn’t talked about it, but he was stubborn and didn’t think he needed to see anyone, no matter how many times it was suggested to him by the military and friends alike. Her words were comforting though, knowing that she was still here for him after all those years apart was good. Thanks, Becks. I appreciate it, he replied, offering a nod. Alright, this only seemed to bring up that same question that was running through his mind. And he’s waited long enough to ask it. Curiosity was killing him, and he needed to know if there was any possibility in the two of them getting back together again. But as he stood there with her in her arms, he began to second guess himself. Perhaps it wasn’t the right time. The mood was slightly dampened by the subject of their lost baby. He couldn’t believe it, not so much that she had lost the baby, but that at one point they were going to have one. A son or daughter to call their own, and to raise and take care of. It was mind blowing really, and despite the fact that the baby was no more, it gave him a weird sense of happiness and he found himself giving her a light squeeze. Well I’m glad you’re okay, he said simply, feeling that the subject was hard for her to talk about, so he would just leave it at that. It was all done now and there was nothing they could do about it, so why talk about it any further?

When she asked if he wanted to sit, he had sort of snapped back into reality and realized that they weren’t the only people in the park and they’ve been standing this whole time. He was used to staying in one position for a long time, due to his line of work, so he hadn’t really noticed much. But he nodded anyway and followed her to the bench, tugging Duke along who by that point had just laid down at their feet. Duke offered a light groan as he was pulled from his comfortable position, dragging his paws over to the bench before plopping right back down on the ground. Mitch sat down, turning his body to face her so he could stretch his arm across the back of the bench. He listened intently as she explained what all she’s been up to. Small small world, the both of them getting into the acting business. Well, Mitch was moving on to directing now, but still. The fact that they were both in the industry was pretty ironic. When she said that she’d been trying to get her mind off of him, he wasn’t offended in any way. In fact, the expression on his face was that of understanding. He’d been doing the same after all, busying himself to keep from thinking about her. It’s alright, he said with a slight shake of his head. I’m glad you’re doing well. Sounds like you’re pretty busy these days, he said with a small smile.

Mitch smiled at the mention of her own dog. He remembered discussing names for a dog with her before he’d left. Duke was one of their top choices, which was probably why he’d chosen the name for his own dog. Mitch chuckled lightly. Great minds think alike, I guess. I have another. A puppy, named Sasha. That statement became even more true when she said she’d also gotten a cat to keep her company, seeing as he had gotten a puppy to serve him the same purpose. He couldn’t help but chuckle when she said that she’d almost caught the cat on fire. Sounds like something she would do. I’m sorry, I probably shouldn’t have laughed, he said, although he was still chuckling lightly, his eyes glancing down at Duke for a moment. But could you blame him? Just imagining a cat running around with its tail aflame…Okay no that’s bad. He shook his head at himself, a small smile tugging at his lips. Yeah, he wasn’t much of a cat person if you hadn’t noticed. He looked up when she asked him what he’s been doing all this time. Well after I got back I stayed in Boston for a little while, but soon moved here to get into some acting. I landed a few movie roles here and there, a couple leads. And I dunno, just had this sudden passion for directing. So I’m working on that now, he explained with a small shrug. After a moment of silence, he figured now was as good a time as ever to bring up what’s been on his mind. So..Are you seeing anyone at the moment? he questioned, looking up at her.

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well, of course she would still be there for him. why wouldn't she be? this was mitch we were talking about here, he wasn't her first boyfriend but he was her first love. cheesy yes, but also very true. she hoped that that was everything but she couldn't handle much more of anything else. "no problem, you should know i'd do anything for you" smooth, real smooth becca. she was fine with it now, but if you brought it up a few months back then maybe she would be singing a different tune. she could talk about it, she just didn't want to. plus, there was no point in talking about it because there was nothing she could about it now. feeling the light squeeze from him made her feel right at home. "yeah...i'm okay" she nodded with a small smile. it would've been nice to have a child of their own, experiencing birthdays and other holidays. instead of that, she spent seven years alone...well not alone alone, but single and childless. it wouldn't have been so bad if mitch was there to help with the pain but he was the additional pain. she sighed deeply and nodded when he said it was alright for her to say that. rebecca honestly didn't mean it, it just came out that way.

"yeah, it's a blessing and a curse" she couldn't have been more than happy when she first found out she was asked to do another movie. but now that mitch was here, things were different - very different. she wanted to spend so much time with him but it was going to be cut short soon because she was leaving soon for two months. what was it with her life and the timing of it - it sucked. "i was so happy to do another movie but now that you're..." ugh, just when she thought everything was going to be okay and everything was under control, something new happened and it changed everything. leaning forward, she placed her elbows on her knees and bit her bottom lip lightly. pets always seemed like the thing people went too when they needed a friend. they were loyal and would be that 'person' you needed no matter what. oh man, if only he were there that night it happened - it was definitely one of those moments where you needed to see it to believe it. "oh it's perfectly fine, she didn't even notice that anything had happened." she exclaimed with a grin. "i just remember getting ready for some award show and i had lit some candles around the house. then lola, just walked passed one and all of a sudden there was this giant ball of light.." becca couldn't help but laugh, it was just on of those things.

"of course i was thinking, oh my god, jesus is here" she then buried her face in her hands as she tried to control herself, now was not the time to laugh at something like that. the fire didn't touch her actual skin, she just lost quite a bit of hair but other than that she was fine. rebecca was always a bit clumsy when it came to things, whether it be walking or cooking - something would always happen. she ran her fingers through her hair as mitch began to tell her what he had been up too. she was happy that he had found something that made him happy, or at least somewhat at ease. "oooh, mr. director" she said before she shot him a wide grin. "well i hope that works out for you" her eyes began to glance around the park as she tried to think of something to say, or maybe she was waiting for him to say something. was she seeing anyone? well the answer was as short as the word itself. "no.." she stated simply as she looked back at him. "never crossed my mind to date." she added with a shrug. well at least he was the first to ask and she supposed it was her turn. "are you?" she asked quietly.

god knows what she wanted most was to get back with him; pick up where they left off. but a part of her felt that it wouldn't be the same, no matter how much they tried. hopefully things wouldn't be awkward but..yeah, she hoped things wouldn't be awkward. they couldn't just pick up where they left off because that would mean leaving everything unsaid between them. and she hated being in this position, waiting to hear an answer that could make or break them. "what's gonna happen between us..." she asked quietly. there, it was out in the open and waiting to be answered. they were after all, two grown ups and it was time to stop beating around the bush. becca exhaled deeply as she leaned back against the bench, though it was safe to say that she was leaning more so into mitch. the first thing she wanted to do when she saw him was kiss him but held off against it, and now that she was sitting closer to him - she wanted to even more. "what do you wanna do" she asked as she stared into his eyes.


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