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Chapter Sixteen: Old Flame
Angela's POV:
I entered the kitchen early in the morning, always being an early riser. I fixed myself a cup of coffee, and then noticed the note and pile of letters on the counter. I found the name on it, and went to stand by the window to read it by the light of the early morning sun. I blinked my eyes in shock, thinking they were playing tricks on me. But I was wrong. Sitting on the old patio chair was Shawn Hunter. And he was…crying. I looked down at my letter and read its brief contents. Taking a deep breath, I picked up my coffee, and wheeled down the makeshift ramp that had been installed for me. Shawn was so deep in his own sorrow, he didn't even notice me. I cleared my throat, just to make my prescence known. He looked up at me, and a deep scarlet covered his cheeks. He was kind of cute, actually. I shook my head. I would not let myself fall in love with Shawn Hunter again. No way.
Shawn's POV:
I jumped when I saw Topanga, and my eyes fell to the letter in her hand. So she had read her letter, and if I'm at all right it had similar contents as mine. I cleared my throat, as if in reply, and every thought I'd ever had about how this conversation would play out, if it ever did, flew out of my head.
"Look…Angela… I don't even know what to say to you. Words can never express how sorry I am for you. I can't say anything to excuse my behavior, but all I can say is this. After I lost my brother, and Cory, I felt…alone. I mean, I had you, and I loved that…I loved you. I still do, to be honest. But I just felt lonely. I've always been vulnerable, having grown up in such an unstable environment. Finally, I gave in to the pressure, and picked up a beer. My depression continued getting worse, and after I lost my job, it just spiraled. I felt like I had to take it out on someone, but the most available person was you. I se enow what a mistake it was. I love you Angela, but I chased you away. I'm not asking me to take me back, but please, please forgive me," I said.
I looked up at her, and for the first time in years, she was crying hysterically. I cryed along with her, and she eased herself into the seat next to me, and put her head on my shoulder. We both cried, until all the years of pain and sorrow felt…better. Not earesed, not made up for, just better. She looked up at me, and I stared into her beautiful brown eyes.
"I'm sorry too, Shawn. I'm sorry I ran away, and I'm sorry for falling apart just now. I still love you too, but I don't know. I don't know if I can handle it again. Your face, it just brings back too many memories. I don't know what's going to happen. Besides, why would you want me, a cripple?" she said.
"I don't care whether you can walk or not. In my eyes, you'll always be a perfect human being," I said.
Suddenly, I lost control of what I was doing. I felt my head begin moving towards her mouth, and to my surprise her head began to move towards me. My lips touched hers, and the feeling of warmth I had once know so well passed through me. We pulled away, and I smiled at her. We pulled back together, and exchanged a much more passionate kiss. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by feelings, and I went into the house.
Oh, I'm so excited! What will happen between Shawn and Angela? Will they formally get back together, or was the kiss the end of their romantic days together? Hope you liked this chapter! Please review and tell me if you did!