Disclaimey thing: I don't own any of JV's stuff. OK? OK. Devi be a little
OOC. It's not as JTHM ish as it could be, but who cares? Don't say anything
about 'so and so wouldn't do that' 'cause I really don't want to hear it.
Chapter Seven: Like Glass
*/*/* Devi had walked into her house as she read the note, and kicked off her shoes. Her jacket had fallen to the floor, and she was pulling out her pigtails when she finished reading the note and froze. She stared at it. She read through it a second time. She'd never had any idea. She ripped out her other pigtail, setting the rest of her hair free. Nny really felt that way about her, and she'd had no clue. She gaped at the note, and read through it again. The feelings contained where so strong. Nny loved her, and she'd shunned him from the time he first tried to apologize. Now she knew the truth. She could feel tears burning her eyes. She grabbed her shoes and leaped into them, but she didn't take the time to do anything else. She had to do something, and she had to do it now. She rushed out of the apartment. Outside it was nippy, and it was raining lightly. Devi paid no mind, hugging herself in ineffective attempt to warm herself from the chill; she hadn't even grabbed her jacket before leaving the house, she'd left in such a hurry. People stared at her as she passed, eyeballing the young woman who rushed by without a coat in the cold rain. Devi paid no mind. She had to get to where she was going. Her main focus at this point.
*/*/* In Nny's house, he sat quietly on his sofa. It reminded him of Devi. How this had been the last place they'd been together before she'd found out he was a killer. When he'd come so close to her, almost kissed her just once, and with that near-to kiss he had come so close to bliss. Closer than ever before. He'd never been so happy, and then it had been torn away. It was his fault. She'd come so close to forgiving him last night. And he'd had to fall asleep. He was such an idiot. He'd give anything, just anything to have her back. Just to see her again.
Suddenly he leaped several feet into the air at the sound of a knock on the door. He landed again on the couch. He'd never get used to that noise. He went to the door. Why was someone visiting? He didn't need to bring a knife along this time, he was past that. He'd never been this close to sanity, not even before the homicide had started. This time he didn't open the door with caution, he opened it like a normal person would. (A.N: I just realized that in my stories about these characters, I haven't even made Nny kill once! Weird!) He didn't get the chance to see who it was right away, because when the door opened she wrapped her arms around him. Nny was completely and totally shocked. Whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck! He thought. And suddenly he pulled back a bit.
"D-Devi?" he stammered. She had tears in her green eyes. She was wet from the rain outside, and her damp hair was a bit messy. It was obvious she'd been in a great hurry.
"I never knew," was all she said.
"Never knew-?" Nny asked.
"I never knew the things you said in that note. Nny I cannot believe how stupid I was. Will you forgive me?" she asked. Nny looked at her blankly.
"ME? Forgive you? For what?" he asked, stupefied.
"Don't ask. Just..don't ask OK? It would take too long to explain," Devi said.
"Well, if you think you did something wrong I forgive you," Nny said.
"Nny, I have to ask you something. Answer me honestly. Did..did you sincerely mean everything you said in the note you left on my door?" Devi asked.
Nny blushed a deep shade of cherry. "Well, y-yes," he said quietly.
Devi hesitated for a few seconds. She couldn't say it. But she had to. It wasn't really a choice. It was reality. She had to deal with it. "Johnny?" she asked.
"Yes?" Nny asked
"I love you," Devi whispered softly. Nny jumped a few feet.
"wh-what?" he spluttered.
"I love you stupid," Devi joked. Nny didn't even hear her. His mind was twirling all around, emotions swirling ubiquitously.
"Did you just say you..love me?" Nny asked.
"Yes," Devi said.
"But...why?" Nny asked. Devi's eyes were still slightly glazed with tears, but she smiled. She leaned closer to Nny and spoke, in a low whisper in his ear.
"You promised with your eyes you'd never hurt me like every other guy did. I thought you were going to, but you didn't. And now I know you never would. Most people looked at me and saw my face, but you were blind to that, Nny. You paid attention to my heart," Devi said. Nny didn't know what to say.
"I did?" Nny asked. He hadn't really noticed.
"Yes, you did. You took me somewhere I'd never been," Devi said.
"Er," Nny said.
"Nny, there is one thing I never got to do on our date," Devi said, smiling.
"What?" Nny asked.
"Johnny C., will you pull knives out on me if I try to kiss you?" Devi asked.
Johnny blushed deeply, remembering last time. "Erm, no," he said, his voice shaking. Devi dropped her arms from around him and took both of his hands tenderly in hers. Nny started to shake. What if he lost it like last time. The last thing he wanted was to mess this up. Devi leaned a bit closer to him. He could feel her hands shaking. She was as nervous as he was. Her face moved closer to his, and then she started to kiss him sweetly. Very lightly at first. Nny went rigid for a few seconds, and then went limp. It was better than he'd ever imagined. He'd never kissed anyone in his life. He couldn't believe it was Devi here kissing him. Wasn't she supposed to hate him? The kiss deepened, and Devi wrapped her arms around him. She was still shaking. Nny could feel her wet hair against his forehead. He'd never felt this way before in his life. He put his arms around her gently, as though he was afraid she would splinter like glass.
This whole situation was like glass in a way. So fragile and delicate, yet beautiful in an 'if I drop this it's going to break into a zillion pieces, and even if I glue it back together it won't be exactly the same no matter what I do' sort of way.
Devi was quite surprised at herself. She hadn't done something totally impulsive like this in a long time. It was enormously extraordinary.
A few minutes later Devi broke the kiss. She stroked Nny's cheek gently with her hand.
"Nny, in that note you said you wanted another chance. If you still want one, I'd love to give it to you," Devi said.
"Honestly?" Nny asked. Devi nodded. And Nny smiled.
*/*/*
More soon. It's getting near the end! Oh fuck this chapter was sappier than the old elm tree in our back yard, and that things drippy!
~Moonchild
Chapter Seven: Like Glass
*/*/* Devi had walked into her house as she read the note, and kicked off her shoes. Her jacket had fallen to the floor, and she was pulling out her pigtails when she finished reading the note and froze. She stared at it. She read through it a second time. She'd never had any idea. She ripped out her other pigtail, setting the rest of her hair free. Nny really felt that way about her, and she'd had no clue. She gaped at the note, and read through it again. The feelings contained where so strong. Nny loved her, and she'd shunned him from the time he first tried to apologize. Now she knew the truth. She could feel tears burning her eyes. She grabbed her shoes and leaped into them, but she didn't take the time to do anything else. She had to do something, and she had to do it now. She rushed out of the apartment. Outside it was nippy, and it was raining lightly. Devi paid no mind, hugging herself in ineffective attempt to warm herself from the chill; she hadn't even grabbed her jacket before leaving the house, she'd left in such a hurry. People stared at her as she passed, eyeballing the young woman who rushed by without a coat in the cold rain. Devi paid no mind. She had to get to where she was going. Her main focus at this point.
*/*/* In Nny's house, he sat quietly on his sofa. It reminded him of Devi. How this had been the last place they'd been together before she'd found out he was a killer. When he'd come so close to her, almost kissed her just once, and with that near-to kiss he had come so close to bliss. Closer than ever before. He'd never been so happy, and then it had been torn away. It was his fault. She'd come so close to forgiving him last night. And he'd had to fall asleep. He was such an idiot. He'd give anything, just anything to have her back. Just to see her again.
Suddenly he leaped several feet into the air at the sound of a knock on the door. He landed again on the couch. He'd never get used to that noise. He went to the door. Why was someone visiting? He didn't need to bring a knife along this time, he was past that. He'd never been this close to sanity, not even before the homicide had started. This time he didn't open the door with caution, he opened it like a normal person would. (A.N: I just realized that in my stories about these characters, I haven't even made Nny kill once! Weird!) He didn't get the chance to see who it was right away, because when the door opened she wrapped her arms around him. Nny was completely and totally shocked. Whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck! He thought. And suddenly he pulled back a bit.
"D-Devi?" he stammered. She had tears in her green eyes. She was wet from the rain outside, and her damp hair was a bit messy. It was obvious she'd been in a great hurry.
"I never knew," was all she said.
"Never knew-?" Nny asked.
"I never knew the things you said in that note. Nny I cannot believe how stupid I was. Will you forgive me?" she asked. Nny looked at her blankly.
"ME? Forgive you? For what?" he asked, stupefied.
"Don't ask. Just..don't ask OK? It would take too long to explain," Devi said.
"Well, if you think you did something wrong I forgive you," Nny said.
"Nny, I have to ask you something. Answer me honestly. Did..did you sincerely mean everything you said in the note you left on my door?" Devi asked.
Nny blushed a deep shade of cherry. "Well, y-yes," he said quietly.
Devi hesitated for a few seconds. She couldn't say it. But she had to. It wasn't really a choice. It was reality. She had to deal with it. "Johnny?" she asked.
"Yes?" Nny asked
"I love you," Devi whispered softly. Nny jumped a few feet.
"wh-what?" he spluttered.
"I love you stupid," Devi joked. Nny didn't even hear her. His mind was twirling all around, emotions swirling ubiquitously.
"Did you just say you..love me?" Nny asked.
"Yes," Devi said.
"But...why?" Nny asked. Devi's eyes were still slightly glazed with tears, but she smiled. She leaned closer to Nny and spoke, in a low whisper in his ear.
"You promised with your eyes you'd never hurt me like every other guy did. I thought you were going to, but you didn't. And now I know you never would. Most people looked at me and saw my face, but you were blind to that, Nny. You paid attention to my heart," Devi said. Nny didn't know what to say.
"I did?" Nny asked. He hadn't really noticed.
"Yes, you did. You took me somewhere I'd never been," Devi said.
"Er," Nny said.
"Nny, there is one thing I never got to do on our date," Devi said, smiling.
"What?" Nny asked.
"Johnny C., will you pull knives out on me if I try to kiss you?" Devi asked.
Johnny blushed deeply, remembering last time. "Erm, no," he said, his voice shaking. Devi dropped her arms from around him and took both of his hands tenderly in hers. Nny started to shake. What if he lost it like last time. The last thing he wanted was to mess this up. Devi leaned a bit closer to him. He could feel her hands shaking. She was as nervous as he was. Her face moved closer to his, and then she started to kiss him sweetly. Very lightly at first. Nny went rigid for a few seconds, and then went limp. It was better than he'd ever imagined. He'd never kissed anyone in his life. He couldn't believe it was Devi here kissing him. Wasn't she supposed to hate him? The kiss deepened, and Devi wrapped her arms around him. She was still shaking. Nny could feel her wet hair against his forehead. He'd never felt this way before in his life. He put his arms around her gently, as though he was afraid she would splinter like glass.
This whole situation was like glass in a way. So fragile and delicate, yet beautiful in an 'if I drop this it's going to break into a zillion pieces, and even if I glue it back together it won't be exactly the same no matter what I do' sort of way.
Devi was quite surprised at herself. She hadn't done something totally impulsive like this in a long time. It was enormously extraordinary.
A few minutes later Devi broke the kiss. She stroked Nny's cheek gently with her hand.
"Nny, in that note you said you wanted another chance. If you still want one, I'd love to give it to you," Devi said.
"Honestly?" Nny asked. Devi nodded. And Nny smiled.
*/*/*
More soon. It's getting near the end! Oh fuck this chapter was sappier than the old elm tree in our back yard, and that things drippy!
~Moonchild
