Graham drabble.
I was just around his house seriously; it was not that big of a deal. I come here everyday since they took him. The dogs need me. Well I need them too. So it's been like 3 months or something like that, everyday I woke up, eat, go to work, where there's no will, and then I go to his house to take care of his dogs. Sometimes I clean a bit because it gets a little… But not that much, he was very precautious with his things. So, here I am, with his dogs, in the woods.
Oh hell no, this can't be happening! They start to run for their lives what the hell! Is there something behind us? Nope, negative. My god, now I have to run after them, they are very fast seriously.
And then I heard it, this squeeze thing he does with his voice. Is that Will? I stop at tracks.
« Will »
He just noticed me, dah did you really think they were outside the house like nothing matters. I start walking in his direction, and I just stop a few steps in front of him
« Will »
And then I threw myself in his arms.
« How? How are you here? I though… I thought »
He undo his arms off me, I can see his smile now
« Let's get you something »
So we walk into his home
« Will seriously, how? You know I… »
« The Chesapeake ripper has sent me free »
« Will, I have to tell you something »
We were in this kitchen; I put my glass of water in the table
« You have to know that… That at the moment I knew they get you, I tried to tell everyone that this can't be possible, that you were innocent, I even try to talk to jack, just so I could tell you… »
« Tell me what victoria?»
« I tried to visit you Will. But they wouldn't let me, I really tried. »
I am looking at the ground, I can't see his face, the disappointment, I can't deal with his, he doesn't know how much he means to me, how much I need him to know that I believe him. He lifts my head with finger, no no
« Look at me »
My eyes are straight closed
« No I failed you Will, I couldn't be there for you, I couldn't tell you that… »
And then I open my eyes and see straight into his
« Tell you that I believe you. I believe you about Hannibal, about the fact that you haven't kill all those people, even more Abigail, you loved her, how could Jack not see it? I… I can't tell you how sorry I am for letting you down and… and »
I don't know where I start crying but the fact is that I am crying right now, Jesus! Stop crying already! He gently cups my cheeks in both of his hands
« Thank you »
« For what? »
« For believing in me »
« I couldn't do otherwise »
« Yes you could have, but you didn't »
« Will I… »
« Stop talking. »
« But... »
At he kissed me.