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From Chapter 3...
"You want me to leave? Fine. I'll go. But this is the end of us, Harm. This is it. I can't do this anymore." She says. The finality of her words hits me in the chest like a sledgehammer, but I'm as sick of this as she is. I shrug, feigning indifference.
"Fine. Go. But remember this. I tried. I tried and you wouldn't give. You ruined us." I tell her. She shakes her head, looks like she wants to fight, but then turns and quietly leaves my apartment.
What have I done? Can I ever take back the words that I just said to her?
God...
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Chapter 4:
The door clicks shut, jolting my consciousness. Did I just let her leave? She was here to fix things between us, to make everything all right. I turned her away.
"No." My voice comes out weak and choked, hardly loud enough to echo through the empty apartment.
Something inside of me snaps, and I feel a flood of regret, sorrow, for what I said to her. I told her that I understood why her mother had left her?
Before I know what I'm doing, I burst out of my apartment and run down the stairs to the parking lot of the building. Skidding to a stop just outside the door, I barely avoid running into Mac's red Corvette, which is still parked there. Bending to look in the window, I see her slumped over the steering wheel, her shoulders shaking, tears falling from her beautiful eyes.
Pain hits me like a cold knife in the stomach as I realize that I made her cry like that. Drawing in a deep, shuddering breath, I walk around the car and open the driver's door, getting down on my haunches to be eye level with her. She doesn't look at me, but stays leaned over the steering wheel, seemingly unaware of my presence.
"Mac?" I say softly, in hopes of getting her to look at me. She doesn't, but stays where she is. My heart freezes when she speaks, her voice soft and broken.
"You were right, Harm." She says, raising her head a little, not bothering to wipe the tears from her eyes. Frowning, I shake my head.
"No, Mac. I wasn't right about anything I said in there." I say, my chest tight, aching at seeing her in this kind of pain.
Finally looking at me, Sarah MacKenzie smiles the saddest, most heartbroken smile that ever appeared on this earth.
"Harm, you and I are two of the most stubborn, difficult people on the face of the planet. I love you. I'm in love with you. But that doesn't seem to be making things work. I'm wondering now if we aren't too stubborn and difficult to work this out." She tells me. I shake my head.
"No, Sarah. We're not. We're too stubborn and difficult to let this get away from us. You and I have something big, something that I know I'm not letting go of. Not ever. I need you. And I'm not letting my own stupidity and short temper ruin the only chance that I'll ever have at happiness." I say, spilling my guts with the hope of getting her back.
"We've spent so much time pushing each other away...How do you know that it's going to work out? How do you know that we won't do that again?" She asks, her big brown eyes questioning me. I try a little smile for her.
"I don't. But I do know that I'll do everything I can to make you happy, and I'll never break a promise to you, Sarah, ever. You can count on me." My heart is pounding so hard right now that it hurts. I can see a pulse point in her throat fluttering, I know that her heart is doing the same thing.
"It's going to take me some time to believe...Can you wait for me?" Her voice is again small, weak. Nodding, I reach in and unbuckle her seatbelt, lifting her out of her car and into my arms.
First, surprise registered in her amazing eyes. Now, it's trust. Clear and unquestioning trust.
Closing the door of her car with my hip, I carry her into the building and up the stairs, to my apartment door that's still wide open. Kicking the door shut behind us, I take my love to the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed. Sun streams through the windows and golden highlights show up in her hair.
She leans back, lying down and continuing to watch me. I stand at the foot of my bed and take her shoes off, kicking mine off also. Crawling onto the bed and taking her in my arms, I feel so at home.
"I just want to hold you, Sarah." I whisper. She doesn't respond, but reaches one hand back and touches my cheek, allowing me to lean into her touch.
"Never let go, Harm." She whispers back, her voice fading and her breathing coming steadily as she drifts off into a mid-morning sleep.
"I promise, Sarah. I promise."
I said that I would never break a promise to her, and I never will.
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Author's Note: Sorry about the angsty stuff in chapter three, you guys. I should have warned you. It disheartened me a little to learn that some people have stopped watching the show altogether, because of the way that DPB was taking it. Never lose hope, they'll get it together someday. Thanks for reading my story, and for all the great reviews. Luv you guys.
-ducktapedmoose
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"You want me to leave? Fine. I'll go. But this is the end of us, Harm. This is it. I can't do this anymore." She says. The finality of her words hits me in the chest like a sledgehammer, but I'm as sick of this as she is. I shrug, feigning indifference.
"Fine. Go. But remember this. I tried. I tried and you wouldn't give. You ruined us." I tell her. She shakes her head, looks like she wants to fight, but then turns and quietly leaves my apartment.
What have I done? Can I ever take back the words that I just said to her?
God...
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Chapter 4:
The door clicks shut, jolting my consciousness. Did I just let her leave? She was here to fix things between us, to make everything all right. I turned her away.
"No." My voice comes out weak and choked, hardly loud enough to echo through the empty apartment.
Something inside of me snaps, and I feel a flood of regret, sorrow, for what I said to her. I told her that I understood why her mother had left her?
Before I know what I'm doing, I burst out of my apartment and run down the stairs to the parking lot of the building. Skidding to a stop just outside the door, I barely avoid running into Mac's red Corvette, which is still parked there. Bending to look in the window, I see her slumped over the steering wheel, her shoulders shaking, tears falling from her beautiful eyes.
Pain hits me like a cold knife in the stomach as I realize that I made her cry like that. Drawing in a deep, shuddering breath, I walk around the car and open the driver's door, getting down on my haunches to be eye level with her. She doesn't look at me, but stays leaned over the steering wheel, seemingly unaware of my presence.
"Mac?" I say softly, in hopes of getting her to look at me. She doesn't, but stays where she is. My heart freezes when she speaks, her voice soft and broken.
"You were right, Harm." She says, raising her head a little, not bothering to wipe the tears from her eyes. Frowning, I shake my head.
"No, Mac. I wasn't right about anything I said in there." I say, my chest tight, aching at seeing her in this kind of pain.
Finally looking at me, Sarah MacKenzie smiles the saddest, most heartbroken smile that ever appeared on this earth.
"Harm, you and I are two of the most stubborn, difficult people on the face of the planet. I love you. I'm in love with you. But that doesn't seem to be making things work. I'm wondering now if we aren't too stubborn and difficult to work this out." She tells me. I shake my head.
"No, Sarah. We're not. We're too stubborn and difficult to let this get away from us. You and I have something big, something that I know I'm not letting go of. Not ever. I need you. And I'm not letting my own stupidity and short temper ruin the only chance that I'll ever have at happiness." I say, spilling my guts with the hope of getting her back.
"We've spent so much time pushing each other away...How do you know that it's going to work out? How do you know that we won't do that again?" She asks, her big brown eyes questioning me. I try a little smile for her.
"I don't. But I do know that I'll do everything I can to make you happy, and I'll never break a promise to you, Sarah, ever. You can count on me." My heart is pounding so hard right now that it hurts. I can see a pulse point in her throat fluttering, I know that her heart is doing the same thing.
"It's going to take me some time to believe...Can you wait for me?" Her voice is again small, weak. Nodding, I reach in and unbuckle her seatbelt, lifting her out of her car and into my arms.
First, surprise registered in her amazing eyes. Now, it's trust. Clear and unquestioning trust.
Closing the door of her car with my hip, I carry her into the building and up the stairs, to my apartment door that's still wide open. Kicking the door shut behind us, I take my love to the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed. Sun streams through the windows and golden highlights show up in her hair.
She leans back, lying down and continuing to watch me. I stand at the foot of my bed and take her shoes off, kicking mine off also. Crawling onto the bed and taking her in my arms, I feel so at home.
"I just want to hold you, Sarah." I whisper. She doesn't respond, but reaches one hand back and touches my cheek, allowing me to lean into her touch.
"Never let go, Harm." She whispers back, her voice fading and her breathing coming steadily as she drifts off into a mid-morning sleep.
"I promise, Sarah. I promise."
I said that I would never break a promise to her, and I never will.
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Author's Note: Sorry about the angsty stuff in chapter three, you guys. I should have warned you. It disheartened me a little to learn that some people have stopped watching the show altogether, because of the way that DPB was taking it. Never lose hope, they'll get it together someday. Thanks for reading my story, and for all the great reviews. Luv you guys.
-ducktapedmoose
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