Chapter 15: Reigniting Flames

Molly

The Mesmerizing Bistro is so beautiful! The lights are slightly dimmed down so that there were candles on each table. Our booth was near the end of the restaurant, next to the dance floor. In the center of the room is a large fountain with color-changing lights in the water.

We all just shared some sliced bread, along with pasta in vodka sauce as our entrée. I listened along to the music as more people from my school came. Mason took me up to dance with him.

I twirled and twisted to the beat while Mason just twisted along, which I found quite hilarious. "You crack me up!" I giggled. That just caused him to dance some more. Actually, that was how it was for an hour as we danced.

Eventually we took a break back at our booth. Rocky was still there, arms folded and eyeing the his half-eaten slice of bread. Poor him, I haven't been paying any attention to him this entire cotillion. Maybe I can make it up to him somehow.

"Alright folks," the DJ spoke through his microphone, "it's time to kick things down for a while. Ladies, grab you date and enjoy listening to slow songs by your favorite artists." Up came "Today Was A Fairytale" by Taylor Swift. Rocky and I have always loved that song.

Mason stood up and held out his hand, but this time I turned it down. "Sorry Mason, but someone here hasn't danced this entire night." I grabbed Rocky's hand, which made him smile. It pleases me to see him smile again. We stood up and headed for the dance floor.

Rocky

Her arms were around my neck as my hands were around her waist. She must have remembered our song when it started playing. For once I can see my girl in her green eyes. The girl who wasn't taken by him yet. The girl who said she loved me, and whom I still love back.

Molly's head tilted forward and leaned on my chest, eyes closed and breathing softly. Perhaps she is tired from dancing with Mason all this time.

"Are you alright?" I asked her. I felt her head shake for no. "Why are you so unhappy?"

"I guess I'm just exhausted," she replied. "I don't know. Part of that time Mason and I were dancing I was thinking about that kiss." Here we go with Davina again. "What did you see in her?"

"Molly, I told you many times and I'll tell you again: You'll always be better than her, even if she does stop being a diva. Besides, she kissed me. I was forced into it. I tried telling you before but you didn't listen. Do you understand now, Molls?" The feel of her nod for yes fills me with joy. Maybe we can start over again, if she'd let it. Maybe this is a sign that Mason will leave our lives once and for all. I sighed when I heard her snore softly, but thankfully no one heard. "You alright, Marshmallow?" I asked her.

She looked up and stared at me with those big green eyes. "Just a bit tired, that's all. The cotillion is supposed to end in about an hour, but I think I'll leave. You can stay if you want. I can go back on my own?" And let her be alone with that sick brother of hers? I don't think so. "Also..." she added softly, but at least I could still hear it. "... I'm sorry for being so stubborn. I hope we can still be friends."

Friends... but I don't want things to go back how they used to be. I see Molly as more than just my best friend now. Molly... what has that boy Mason done to you...? What's happened to the girl I know and love? I just wish... I can protect you somehow... from him. But for now until I think of a good way to kill him off, I can at least let her believe that there's still a chance for us.

"You've always been my best friend, Molls," I smiled softly, "and you always will. Nothing will ever change that. So does that mean we can start over?"

I can feel her tightening her hold around me that we were in an embrace. "Of course, Rocky, of course. Best friends forever, just like before."

"Yeah... just like before..." Like before this night. Before she met Mason. Like before she left to go on that trip around the world about a year and a half (or maybe two years) ago. Before she told me goodbye and flew away until now. Just like before those words ever left our lips, our kiss, and that one moment when I felt truly happy, the way I've always been whenever I'm around her. Just like before our love...

A while later that evening...

After the dance I was hoping that something would click inside of her again. That during that one moment we were so very close she'd realize I still love her. That she'd realize she might just love me still. I'm never going to give her up. No matter how much Mason gets in the way.

Speak of the devil, that horrid, wretched, demonic, love stealing... well, you get the picture. He guided Molly to his limousine with a smile that I wanted to punch away. The driver opened the door but he didn't leave so easily. When they kissed I turned around pretending to throw chunks. One of the waiters gave me a small cup of ginger ale when he saw me. I drank it nonetheless, hoping it would ease the horrid sensation within me from just seeing her with another boy.

"Molly, how would you like to visit my mansion for a little bit?" he suggested. I urged away the nerve to kill him then and there; it wouldn't please Molly to see me kill someone, and no, killing her a couple years back does not count! [1] "I can take you home afterwards."

"Hmm... I guess I can," she said, making me want to just die then and there; but she wouldn't like to see her friend die either, now would she? She turned to me with a soft smile, and I detected the light red blush on her face. "Rocky, would you like to join us?"

As much as I wanted to so I can keep an eye on them, I turned them down. She's at least trusting me again, and that's good. The best I can do is enjoy her night for a little while longer. Besides, being separated from them means I can have more time alone to think of how to get him out of the picture. I'll need as much alone time for that.

They stepped into the limo, and Molly waved to me after rolling down the window. I waved back, of course. At least seeing her smile can get me through the night. Watching them drive into the night, I reached into my back pocket to take out a red velvet box. Removing the cover I gazed down at the necklace. The chain was silver, and the pendant was a silver heart. It was meant for her, but maybe I'll get another chance next time. Setting it back into my pocket I took my phone out to call the chauffeur to drive here and pick me up in the Rolls Royce.

[1]: Reference to Molly Moon, Micky Minus, & the Mind Machine, which is my favorite book out of the series!

Sorry for not updating so often. I've just been very busy with other fanfics and watching anime and going back to school so I've got a lot on my plate! Wish me luck! And I hope this chapter makes up for not updating for so long!