"There you go. Now you're all fixed up." Elizabeth had just
finished cleaning up the cut over Jason's left eye. She started to
put the things back into the first aid kit, but Jason noticed a slump
in her shoulders and the way she refused to look into his
eyes.
"Elizabeth, what's wrong?" Jason asked leaning forward from his place on the couch.
He hooked his finger under her chin prodding her to look at him. She looked into his eyes then, and what he saw there hurt his heart. Elizabeth's eyes were filled with tears.
"Elizabeth?" He asked concerned. "I'm fine Jason." She said standing up, pulling away from him. She started walking towards the other room.
"Elizabeth." He said sternly, rising to his feet.
She stopped in her tracks but didn't turn around to look at him.
"Talk to me." He beseeched her.
"I always forget that you know when I lie to you." She turned around to face him.
They were only standing a few feet away from each other, but to Jason it felt like Elizabeth was a whole world away.
"What happened to Zander?" She asked him, her voice faltering. Jason didn't answer, just stared. "You don't have to answer. I can guess. I know that you did it for me, and I'm so grateful that you came to save me. And I do love you Jason. So much, much more than I ever thought I would ever be able to love again." She sighed, a deep sigh.
"I know that you did it for me. To protect me. And it makes me feel .. like I killed him myself." Her statement hung in the air between them. Elizabeth shivered, suddenly finding it unbearably cold. Jason rubbed his face tiredly.
"Elizabeth .. " He started, but she interrupted him.
"I don't want you to tell me that I'm not responsible for his death. I am. If I hadn't led him on. If I hadn't used him to make myself feel better while we were trapped in the crypt. If I hadn't provoked him, he might still be alive today."
Her tears had started to flow freely now. And as much as she tried, she couldn't stop them from falling. He wanted to hold her in his arms forever and shield her from any pain. He felt like his heart was in a vise and with each sob he felt it grow tighter. He walked to her quickly and enveloped her in his arms.
She clung to him desperately, sobbing hysterically.
"A man .. is dead .. because of me." She sobbed against his chest.
"Elizabeth, what's wrong?" Jason asked leaning forward from his place on the couch.
He hooked his finger under her chin prodding her to look at him. She looked into his eyes then, and what he saw there hurt his heart. Elizabeth's eyes were filled with tears.
"Elizabeth?" He asked concerned. "I'm fine Jason." She said standing up, pulling away from him. She started walking towards the other room.
"Elizabeth." He said sternly, rising to his feet.
She stopped in her tracks but didn't turn around to look at him.
"Talk to me." He beseeched her.
"I always forget that you know when I lie to you." She turned around to face him.
They were only standing a few feet away from each other, but to Jason it felt like Elizabeth was a whole world away.
"What happened to Zander?" She asked him, her voice faltering. Jason didn't answer, just stared. "You don't have to answer. I can guess. I know that you did it for me, and I'm so grateful that you came to save me. And I do love you Jason. So much, much more than I ever thought I would ever be able to love again." She sighed, a deep sigh.
"I know that you did it for me. To protect me. And it makes me feel .. like I killed him myself." Her statement hung in the air between them. Elizabeth shivered, suddenly finding it unbearably cold. Jason rubbed his face tiredly.
"Elizabeth .. " He started, but she interrupted him.
"I don't want you to tell me that I'm not responsible for his death. I am. If I hadn't led him on. If I hadn't used him to make myself feel better while we were trapped in the crypt. If I hadn't provoked him, he might still be alive today."
Her tears had started to flow freely now. And as much as she tried, she couldn't stop them from falling. He wanted to hold her in his arms forever and shield her from any pain. He felt like his heart was in a vise and with each sob he felt it grow tighter. He walked to her quickly and enveloped her in his arms.
She clung to him desperately, sobbing hysterically.
"A man .. is dead .. because of me." She sobbed against his chest.