Sorry I didn't metion this before, bu the song is "Someone Like You" by Adele. It's an amazing song...and it made me think of this story. So please review, and check out my other stories!
You know how the time flies
Only yesterday was the time of our lives
We were born and raised
In a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over.
Vittoria remembered all of this as she stumbled through the streets, only miles away from the Vatican. She wore a black long-sleeved shirt under while pants and jacket. Her glossy, thick, black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her eyes were slightly tear-stained.
She was there again. Exactly two years later. After Robert had saved her and the Vatican from blowing up from the antimatter. She closed her eyes in remembrance…
(A/N: all passages used here are from the book, Angels and Demons, along with dialogue)
Vittoria's emotions were a cyclone of twisting agonies. As the helicopter disappeared from sight, she pictured Robert's face rising above her. What had he been thinking? Didn't he understand?
Vittoria let the tears come.
And still the word echoed…tolling through the chaos with a stinging loneliness.
Robert.
He had come for her at Castle St. Angelo
He had saved her.
And now he had been destroyed by her creation.
In the hallway outside of the Sistine Chapel, Vittoria Vetra sat benumbed on a bench at the foot of the Royal Staircase. When she saw the figure coming through the rear door, she wondered if she was seeing another spirit. He was bandaged, limping, and wearing some kind of medical suit.
She stood…unable to believe the vision. "Ro...bert?"
He never answered. He strode directly to her and wrapped her in his arms. When he pressed his lips to hers, it was an impulsive, longing kiss filled with thankfulness.
Vittoria felt the tears coming. "Oh, God…oh, thank God…"
He kissed her again, more passionately, and she pressed against him, losing herself in his embrace. Their bodies locked, as if they had known each other for years.
(A/N dialogue and passages were used from Angels and Demons, now ends here)
How Vittoria longed for Robert! She realized her mistake of letting Robert go, never calling him back or ever responding.
I love him.
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."
Nothing compares
No worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes
They are memories made.
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?
Vittoria visited Rome about the same time each year ever since she had met Robert. In a way, it was how she coped, how she forgave herself for ever making the antimatter.
Her curiosity almost killed the one she loved, and herself, as well.
She shivered, although it was a warm evening. She stopped at the church Santa Maria della Vittoria and went inside. No one was inside, or at least it seemed that way. Her long legs trembled as she reached the first pew and knelt down.
Please father, forgive me…
She thought of her father, of Robert, of all of the people hurt or killed by the antimatter plot. She felt light-headed and shivered more and beads of sweat became visible on her brow.
Robert
His concerned face, his charming nature, his chivalry…
Robert
The way she felt whenever she thought about him. When she sees a picture of him how it aches when he's not there, with her…
Robert!
And he was gone now. He moved on. He fell in love.
I'll never find someone like him.
Vittoria felt a pain rip across her body, a pain that had been ebbing at her for a long time.
The pain of a broken heart.
Through the agony and doubts, Vittoria fainted.