"What you're running away from me now, Mercy?" Sam said, slightly exasperated as he chased her down the hallway. Her short legs were no match for his and he caught up to her in no time. He grabbed her arms and pushed her back against the wall. He used his hands to pin hers above her head. She was squirming from his grasp, trying to get away.
"Let me go," she said with a pleading tone in her voice. "Let me go. JUST LET ME GO." she sobbed.
He didn't give in to her and his grip on her only tightened.
"Why, Mercy?" He questioned.
She didn't answer right away through her sobs. "It..It would be easier for-" she said.
"Don't you dare say me." He growled.
"It would. This thing between us- it scares me. I never thought I would let someone in past my walls that I put up, but somehow you made it through every one. That scares me. I don't want to feel vulnerable. It would be easier if you left me alone like you did when you moved to Kentucky. It was easier for me." She sobbed.
"No, you don't mean easier, you mean less scary. Sometimes love is scary and I love you. Every time your try to put up a new wall, I will break it down. Every time you run from me, I will follow you, because I love you." He said.
She looked up into his eyes to see if what he said was true and his eyes only confirmed it. She didn't know how to respond to that. She decided to respond the only way she knew how as she leaned in to kiss him.