Another Beginning
She was my weakness, and there was nothing I could do about it. She laughed, I kissed her. I felt that conversation was taking too long, and there were better things to do. I remembered something else.
"Anne... I can see you look much better now that you did when you fainted… but I was worried, Matt told me you weren't eating, and was getting worst… I was very worried, are you better now? Are you eating normally?
She became serious again.
"Dave, I told you that Day not to worry about me, I was gonna be fine... I did what I said, I got better and better and now I'm completely fine, I didn't want you to worry about me... I'm fine."
I couldn't believe that. She didn't decide to get better for her own good, but so I wouldn't worry about her… I was about to give her a lecture, but I knew there was no point… Anne was crazy, but I didn't know how I spent so much time without her… ok, enough with the talking.
"I'm glad you're fine... now that you're already talked, I guess I need a shower, I didn't took one at the hotel... that tub in your bathroom seems tempting... wanna join me?"
I gave her her favorite smile.
"I just took a shower... but I guess I already need another one! I'm gonna get some towels."
When she left, I got my guitar. I had decided to give it to her, even though she had deserved what I did to hers. I don't know why, but I wanted her to have it. I called her and told her I had a surprise.
"Another surprise, David? Didn't I have enough already?"
I laughed and showed her the guitar.
"Ok Dave... I'm familiar with your guitar already, it's no surprise to me."
"But it's not mine anymore."
I got my guitar and put it in her hands.
She widened her eyes like Andy.
"What are you talking about, Dave?"
"It's yours, Sis."
"No, Dave! Are you insane?"
"Of course not... I'm to blame for you not having you guitar anymore, it's the least I can do Anne… I know you prefer a Strat, but a Les Paul is as good…"
"David, you can't be serious!"
"I totally am! It's yours!"
"No David, There's no way I'm taking your guitar! Never!"
Why does she always make things so complicated?
"Anne, it's more than fair that I give you another one."
"David, I deserved you to break my Strat, you don't have to give me another one! I'm gonna save some money to buy a new one..."
yeah, that was true, but things weren't the same anymore...
"Anne, I WANT you to have this guitar!"
"But why Dave?"
"Because you learned how to play with this guitar... It's only fair that you have it... take it please..."
She gave me an undefined look for a while and then giggled.
"Okay, I guess a Gibson is as good as a Fender anyway..."
I laughed and hugged her, I knew she would give in… and then I remembered about the Ipod she had given to me, I had to show her it was still intact… I got it from my backpack.
"I didn't break this, see?"
She gave me a huge smile.
"Oh, I put some new songs... your music taste was never very good..."
"Typical."
I laughed. Ok, time for the shower. I took the guitar from her and put it on the couch, together with the Ipod, and we went to the bathroom.
Ever since I saw that tub for the first time, I had dirty thoughts including it, and it didn't disappointed me. I remembered something, I still hadn't asked her, but I was curious.
"Anne... about the burnt things in the fireplace... you burned them? What was that?"
She hesitated for a while, looked down and then at me again.
"Don't you remember when I said in the vídeo that I had made a scenery to our conversation?"
I made an effort to remember that part... and then, her voice came in my mind: "All the memories I had from you." I shivered.
"You... burned... everything?"
"Yes. I didn't know what else to do to forget you, I thought maybe coming to New York alone wouldn't be enough, and maybe this would help… I didn't want anything that reminded me of you, I wanted to erase you from my mind completely when I came here… and it didn't work out, obviously.
I smiled at her and pulled her closer, she rested her head on my chest, I held her.
"Well, I guess we're gonna have to start all over again, we have a coaster... you have a camera here, right? We can start today, using the city as a scenery... Times Square seems inviting... M&M's store too..."
She laughed too. We stayed Luke this for a while, but I started to notice she was kinda weird, thoughtful, as if she was worried about something, but when I looked at her, she would smile. I decided not to ask anything, if something was bothering her, she'd say. I was caressing her hair, when she finally said it.
"Dave... can I ask you a question?"
Oh God.
"Sure."
She turned around to face me.
"If you didn't think the house was on fire, if you had just got the message... would you have gone there anyway?"
Yeah, I imagined she'd ask me this at some point... I had already asked myself that same question, and for a while I didn't know the answer... but unconsciously, I always knew what I'd do...
"I would have tried not to go, I would have tried to make myself believe it was not worth it, that I didn't care about anything you had to say... but of course I would have gone."
She smiled and turned her back at me again, before she laid on my chest, I saw the tattoo on her back, which was the same as mine... I kissed the top of her head. We had made the right choice, I didn't regret my decision at all... it was really permanent.
There's still the epilogue, okay!
