Belle was lost in her thought, that when two arms wrapped around her she jumped. Falling into the person behind her she looked up. He smiled at her, causing her cheeks to burn. She took in his scent, a natural musk. She closed her eyes and leaned against him. She felt him tense and started to move. He tighten his grip as if he was apologizing for tensing. At least that is how she was taking it.
"When are you leaving?" She croaked out. She cursed under her breath. Her voice came out wobbly and desperate. Maybe she was. Maybe she wasn't.
"Who says I was leaving?" she heard the words echo through her mind. That's what she wanted to hear. She wanted him to say he was never going to leave her. That he would stay beside her. He said he didn't care who he was before yesterday. He said he was glad of who he was now. Was that a lie?
Instead he looked down at her, "I think I will leave tonight. In the morning the latest." She nodded against him and spun in his arms. She hugged him, he was a good three inches taller then her. Her skin had more of a tan than his did. Her brown hair was lighter and had some sun streaks from her vacation. Her honey colored eyes were larger and shiner than his brown eyes. She could almost see his past in his eyes. As if the pain and sorrow were permanently stamped into them. But warmth radiated from the center, hugging his pupils. She wished that they had more time together. That she could have seen those brown eyes for the rest of her days. To smell his scent that always was edged with a bit of coffee.
What she would miss the most, she had decided when she pulled away. Would be the chuckles. The way his right side of his mouth would turn up more than the left. She would miss the way he smiled when he was nervous. The chuckles he used to cover up the laughter.
She walked out of the kitchen, away from him. When she stepped into the hallway, she felt all their eyes on her. As if they were watching her walking into the dark, chuckles life. She snorted a little. How one step could take you into another world.
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Belle barely spoke after she left the kitchen. She had decided that it would be less painful, for both of them. She could feel that hand wrap around her heart and clench. It wasn't just uncomfortable, it was painful. She watched him load the suitcases in the back of the vehicle. She pain no mind to what it looked like. If she did, all she would do is wait and watch for it to return. She knew it wouldn't.
Tony, she had learned their names over coffee, closed the trunk and got into the backseat. The only person who was left standing were the two brought together by fate, at least, that's what they both thought.
The sky was becoming darker by the minute. She heard the thunder roll over the builds. It shook her frame and made her already shivering body shake. The rain would start any minute now. It would reflect her detached feeling to her life.
It started drizzling when he finally started to speak, "I don't… I wish…" he started, but they fell when he pushed forward. "I will call," he forced out. He refused to look up. He Didn't want her to see the pain on his face. He didn't know hers was reflecting his own.
"Okay."
She mentally smacked herself. She wanted to tell him not to leave. To yell at him that this was his home now. He said he was happy. He meant it. He looked at her and said as a promise. She prayed he would look up and hold her close and say its okay. That she should come. That he would never imagine leaving her. It was a joke, it was a prank, it was something better than what was about to happen. But he didn't.
"Take care…please…" she pleaded. He nodded and slid into the car. She wanted to yell at him. Did he not feel the spark when they touched? Did his heart not race when her saw her? Did he stay up at night knowing she was in the other room but still was not close enough? Was she alone in the relationship?
What she wanted was to tell him that she loved him. That she has ever since he opened his eyes. Ever since the first night they stayed together. Since that day he didn't know who he was but he was happy in the new life he had created.
But as the rain thicken, the car rolled away. The hand that was squeezing her heart tighten and tears rolled down her cheeks. In that moment she now know longer wondered if it was better to say something and wish you hadn't than to say nothing and wish you had.
A/N: OHMY! Three chapters in a day. No but I'm really getting into this. I'm thinking about putting it on Wattpad. I'm really working on bringing the emotion out. So tell me how it is.