A/N: A short one-shot celebrating the freedom from school, the end of exams and the starting of summer!
The weather has been really warm lately, but it just hasn't been that sunny, kind of depressing really. :/ So this is basically where the idea for this story came from.
I don't own Castle!
Unspoken Words
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In secret she says she needs to see him, but no words are spoken
~ I Can't Wait -Stevie Nicks
It was hot. Too hot.
The heat seemed to come from every angle at full blast, as if coming from a heater. It just lingered in the atmosphere, sticking to every possible surface. Even the slight breeze coming from the restaurant air conditioner couldn't penetrate the heat.
Castle sat in a booth near that back. Beckett was going to meet him there after she finished talking with Lanie at the precinct. He quickly glanced at his watch, it was nearing two. Subtly looking up at the door, he sighed. She should have been here half an hour ago. And now it was down pouring.
His eyes were pulled back to the empty seat in front of him. It was peculiar, Beckett was never late. Whether it was work, a meeting or even a lunch date.
You wish it was a date.
He grimaced at the truth of his statement like thought.
At the sound of the door opening, he gazed at the patron in the doorway. She was soaked. It was as if she was glowing, her smile illuminating up his life, expelling all the shadows. Castle could sense his heart race. Even with one simple smile, she could make him feel like a teenage boy with a crush.
Just the way her clothing clung to her body, showing off the curves she usually kept hidden underneath the baggy garments. Her regularly curled hair, now at its natural stick-straight, cascading down her shoulders. She looked so alluring, so tempting.
Utterly beautiful.
Stop lying to yourself buddy, the woman is completely gorgeous. Tantalizing. Enticing. Attractive...
Castle shook his head as there was an abrupt pang in his heart. This was dangerous thinking.
She was already taken.
She would never be his.
He took a deep, shaky breath. His thoughts were being controlled by his overwhelming desire to have her in his arms. But he knew that his desire would be kept hostage ,courtesy of his thoughts because he could never tell her how he felt.
Castle's pulse quickened as she started walking towards him. He wanted no more than to saunter over and kiss her, showing the world that she was his, to claim her.
This wouldn't be the case. Because he also wanted to give into his fear. His fear of running to never face her again. But this was Beckett. She was a friend.
She's also the woman I've been in love with for the past year.
The air was ripped from his lungs at the sheer force of his thoughts. He was in love with her. He was in love with Beckett. The confession rang around in his head, pounding at his eardrums.
I'm in love with Beckett and...and I can never have her.
Castle could feel the anxiety and pain start to grow in his gut. He had to leave. He had to get away before he did something he would regret.
Just as Beckett approached the table, Castle hastily stood up. She stopped in front of him, confusion evident on her features. He turned to face her and instantly froze. The Earth-shattering epiphany still raw and fresh, infested in his mind.
Castle glanced at Beckett, putting as much emotion and feeling into it as possible. He might as well have been wearing his heart on his sleeve with the last look he sent her. It stated one thing, crystal clear, without even having to say what he was thinking.
I love you.
He took another deep breath and walked passed her with an ache in his heart, towards the doors in a daze. Beckett had looked confused, shocked and hurt when he walked away from her. But he couldn't back, afraid he might run back to her side and do something drastic.
Castle pushed his legs forward with tremendous effort, ignoring the longing in his chest, just wanting to forget. Forget everything.
Forget her...
He blindly pushed the door open and stumbled out into the rain, letting it soak him to the core. Letting it wash her out of his system. Knowing that she would never be gone, she would always be in his system.
The revelation he had made earlier would always be in his heart. Whether he told Beckett or not.
He would always remember her.
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