A Late, But Romantic Valentine’s Day Surprise is the forty-eighth chapter of Zak Saturday's Immortal Love Life. It was first published on February 17, 2016.
It was nice to be back with Zak, but I couldn’t help but feel guilty about it. I was here with him instead of looking for my brother, my twin brother.
Before midnight last night, after taking that sea creature back to the river, my mom and I were talking.
“So you forgive him?” Mom asked me.
“Yeah,” I replied. “It was stupid in the first place for him to do that, but I forgive him.”
“He was just trying to be a good boyfriend.”
“As long as you know. But there’s something I actually want to ask you.”
“Ok. What is it?”
“Well, now that you’re back together with Zak and you’re helping him with this Kur stuff, I was wondering if you wanted us to be with you, like last summer.”
“Oh. Umm . . .” I thought about it for a moment, then shook my head. “Thanks, Mom, but I want to handle this on my own.”
“Ok,” she said. “I was actually thinking about helping Doyle find Argost.”
“What about Zack? He’s still missing, Mom. You need to go find him.”
“I know, but I just can’t.”
“So you’re going to abandon him? Leave him to suffer at the hands of those assholes? Think about what they’re doing to him!”
Mom was tearing up. “Sarah, I know. I think about it all the time and I can’t bare the thought of it. I don’t want to stop looking for him, but I just don’t think I can find him.”
“You have to try,” I said. “For him.”
“You’re right. But I have no idea where to look. I’ve already looked everywhere.”
“You have to begin again somewhere.”
She wiped her tears away. “I know. I guess I’ll go look for him now. Have fun and good luck.”
She teleported away and I was alone.
Now I was in the back of the Saturday’s airship with my guitar, trying to work on a song about Zack, but nothing was coming to mind. So I played a tune without singing, which is something I rarely ever do.
I had my powers make small bottles of vodka for me and I would drink a little bit every once in a while, and sometimes a lot. Enough to make me a little drunk, but not really drunk.
Then Zak entered the room and I quickly hid the bottles.
“Hey, Zak,” I said.
“Hey,” he replied. “I was looking for you. What are you doing?”
“Just playing my guitar.”
“Ok.” He sat down next to me. “How’s the music been going for you?”
“Umm . . . good.”
I didn’t feel like telling him how I got a record deal, made an album, and that it’s suppose to be released soon, thanks to him. I don’t know why, though.
“I’m trying to work on a song,” I said.
“What’s it about?” Zak asked.
“Umm . . .”
I also didn’t feel like telling him about what happened to my twin brother.
“Nothing in particular,” I lied. “Just in general.”
“Ok,” he said. “Umm, I kind of have a surprise for you.”
“Oh, really? What is it?”
He grabbed my hand and led me away.
He took me to the roof, grabbing a blanket along the way.
It was night time. The sky was clear with a lot of stars and the air was a little chilly.
We sat down and Zak wrapped the blanket around both of us and we snuggled together. It was really beautiful.
“Was this the surprise?” I asked.
“No,” Zak replied. “This is the surprise.”
He pulled a small black case out from his pocket. I looked at it, but I was afraid to open it. He did it for me.
Inside was a heart-shaped amethyst stone necklace encased in gold with a gold chain.
I was relieved to see that it wasn’t a ring, like I originally thought it was.
“Oh, Zak, it’s beautiful,” I said. “Where did you get it?”
“At a store in some country we were in a few weeks ago,” he said. “I remembered that it was Valentine’s Day and it made me think of you. I even got some initials printed on the back of it.”
He took it out of its case and flipped it over, and I read the initials on it.
“S.Z.F.A.?” I asked. “I know what S and Z stand for, obviously, but what does F and A mean?”
“Sarah and Zak, forever and always,” Zak said.
“Forever and always?”
“Yeah. Too much?”
“No, it’s perfect.”
“So you like it?”
“Like it? I love it! And I—” I faltered.
I don’t know why, but telling him “I love you” was too much for me to say.
“Yeah,” he said, like he understood. “Do you want me to put it on you?”
I lifted my hair up and he clasped the necklace on around my neck.
I looked down at it.
“This is really beautiful, Zak,” I said. “Thank you.”
I kissed him.
“You’re welcome,” he said. “I also have something else for you, but it’s not quite as beautiful.”
He pulled out a white teddy bear from inside the blanket that was covered with colorful hearts. It even had a heart for a nose.
“Aww, it’s so cute,” I said and took it. “Thank you, again.”
I gave him another kiss.
“Hey, you deserve it,” he said.
I shifted myself closer to him and we laid together all night, looking up at the stars.
This was officially the best Valentine’s Day date I’ve ever had.
Aww, wasn't that so cute? I actually have the very white bear that Zak gave Sarah. I got it from no one special, and just bought it myself because it was so cute.
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