A little something that just came to my mind one morning. Already poster on Tumblr
Tom Branson was seated motionless behind the wheel of the car. He had started it but seemed unable to drive away. He was feeling empty. And hurt. And like his life just ended. She just broke his heart. And even made fun of him. Before ending the all thing. Did he read the signs the wrong way? Apparently yes. She doesn't want him. Not like he wanted her anyway. So now, he just had to take a decision : leaving and going back home to Ireland with the pieces of his heart or staying at Downton and be miserable. She asked him to stay but could he possibly do it?
He sighed heavily and started to drive away when a blur of color pass in front of his eyes and he had to hit the brakes suddenly to avoid the obstacle.
"Milady!" He exclaimed, recognizing Sybil. "What are you doing? I almost hit you! Did you forget something in the car?" He asked, looking on the back seat for some item.
Sybil came to his side of the car and went on the running board to be at his level eyes.
"As a matter of fact, yes, I did forget something", she answered.
He looked at her quizzically and before he could say anything else, she reached for the collar of his uniform vest and crushed her mouth against his, kissing him like if her life depended on it. But before he could react, she drew away.
"See you in two months, Tom Branson", she said with her raspy voice, her cheeks slightly red.
And then, she was gone.
Tom, stunned, just lifted his hand to his lips that were still burning from her kiss. He was still feeling numb but now, he had hope.
The end