Alexia was more than pissed off when she got back to the hotel she was staying at for the night, slamming the door behind her in rage as she did so, flopping backwards onto the bed and closed her eyes for a moment, a sigh escaping her, then she reached for a cigarette, dropping the lighter, but then it stopped midair, and a voice-
"You know, you really shouldn't smoke."
Alexia scoffed now, then went to grab the lighter, but Erik pulled it away, and she snapped. "You can talk."
"I've had a hard life. I'm allowed."
"Pfft, my ass that's excuse enough. Now give it me."
Erik sighed, then tossed her the lighter, seeing her glare and add. "I take it daddy dearest didn't say what you wanted to hear?"
"No." she snapped, setting the lighter down. "He didn't."
He was silent, then Alexia sighed and stood up, walking over to him and said. "Sorry I snapped at you."
"Don't worry. I've had worse." he chuckled, leaning forwards to kiss her, but she stepped aside and sat back down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "I know. I really do."
Erik sat beside her now, shrugging off his failed kiss. "I know you do. But..." he held his breath now as he asked. "Have you ever thought about running away?"
"I don't need to. I already am. My father... I have no interest in joining his stupid little things. He's my father, but that's about it."
He didn't say anything now, then asked quietly. "You saw it all... didn't you?"
Alexia looked to him now, knowing what he meant straight away. She nodded, saying softly. "I did." she looked at Eriks downcast expression as he sat up, then she did too, sitting before him and asked quietly. "Do you miss her?"
He finally met her eyes now, then nodded. "More than anything." and Alexia saw tears in his eyes, prompting her to pull him to her arms and hug him tightly, knowing just how her own father had helped to destroyed his life.
"I'm so sorry for everything." she sighed now, raising a hand to the back of his head and stroked his midnight hair a little. Erik had his head on her shoulder now, then said quietly with tears in his eyes.
"It's not your fault sweetie."
Alexia chuckled a little, then let him go and said. "I'm heading to Rhode Island tomorrow. Business with my father. Where will you be going?"
"You mean I can't come with you?"
Alexia sighed, then took his face in her hands and said quietly. "No. For one, we're both eighteen. Two, my father killed your mother."
Erik swallowed hard at that, then said. "You are nothing like your father."
"Oh aren't I?" Alexia said bitterly, letting him go and walking over to the window, staring out into the night. "I've killed people before Erik."
"So have I."
"See? This isn't the life we should have. We're too young for a life of murder and revenge. I can understand you and your actions... but I can't justify my own that my father made me do."
"Then walk away. Turn your back on him. Please?" Erik said now, walking over and about to put his arms around her waist, but she turned away and said. "You can stop tonight, but tomorrow, you need to leave." then got back on her bed, tying her hair back.
Erik nodded. "Fine then." then go onto Alexias bed and she raised an eyebrow, folding her arms.
"You can have the sofa."
His grin widened now, then he didn't move, so Alexia pushed him off with a thump. "Oww." he complained, then jumped on the bed before she had chance to push him off, climbing onto her and grinned.
"But that sofa looks hard. You'd really make me sleep on that?"
"Mmhmm." she smirked, let him kiss her neck for a moment, but then he yelled in shock as he flew off her and was put on the sofa, then scoffed as she turned out the lights and turned over.
She really was a stubborn girl.
The next morning, Erik was sat on the sofa watching Alexia sleep in silence, her eyes closed and honey blonde hair all fluffed up like a lions mane.
He sighed, then got up, walking over and pushed the hair gently from her face and smiled a little, glancing to the window- him being here was going to compromise her in the extreme. Maybe it really was better that he left her.
He had to face it that as long as her father was alive, they could never truly be together.
"I love you." he said quietly now, reaching for the other half of the necklace around his neck, taking it off, but then sighed and left it alone.
Erik kissed her forehead now, placing the letter next to her on the table, then the door unlocked, letting him leave in silence.
When Alexia woke up and looked around in confusement.
"Erik?"
But there was no answer, making her get up and metally check the place, but no one was there except for her. But now she spotted the letter and felt her heart drop as she raised a hand, making it fly over into her hands, a tear in her eye as she opened it and read the five words "I can't make you choose." then his name and a kiss in the corner.
He'd left her...
Alexia knew it had to happen soon enough. They were both young, and Erik had his life in Kassel. A good life too, and she couldn't begrudge him that after the shitty life he had so far. All eighteen years of them.
She sighed and folded the letter up and put it back on the table before looking out the window at the clear periwinkle blue sky that reminded her of his eyes.
But he had done one thing by taking himself out of the equation-
Saved both his and her fathers lives.
And the next little one while I'm in a writing mood^_^ cheers for the lovely reviews once again! Sombre chappie:( when will we see them both together again? Things are gonna heat up from next chapter:D reviews very much loved:D I'll do another chapter today if we get enough reviews:) x Nic
