Brandon and Guya, VENICE
Chapter One
Guya had come in one evening after work. Gina was standing by her bed, holding the journal she had struggled to keep concealed for all these years. She turned around and faced her…tears falling from her eyes.
"Is this true," She demanded. "Are you the reason my mom is dead?"
"Gina…Gina please…please let me explain?"
"I think you explained everything in this journal. What's left to explain? You lied to us for most of our lives. How can we trust you now? "
"Gina wait…Wait…please don't go…I…I love you…I may have lied about everything else but never that…"
She looked back only once and then she shut the door…leaving her completely alone. She looked completely broken when Brandon walked in.
"I saw Gina leave…are you okay?"
"I lost her Brandon. I lost my family. And now I'm afraid, I'm going to lose you too."
He went to her then…pulling her into his arms and holding her like a parent often holds a scared child. He stroked her hair and kissed her head. Then he looked at her, wiping the tears that had fallen from her eyes.
"That's never going to happen baby…Don't you know that you can tell me anything?"
"What if you don't want me after this? I can't stand the thought that you'll hate me too."
"I'm never going to hate you. I love you too much for that."
"You love me? Did you just say you love me?"
"Yeah damn it…I love you…you just had to go and make me love you didn't you?"
"I love you too…The last thing I wanted was to fall in love again…but damn it, you just had to go and interfere with my plans…and if I tell you and you walk away from me, I'm never going to survive…you make me vulnerable Brandon and I hate being vulnerable."
"Please just tell me what has you so afraid…"
"Maybe you should just read it for yourself. I don't know if I can say it again."
She handed him the journal and he started to read. Guya started to brace herself for the worst because that's what she was used to. She was used to everyone walking away.
