Thanks for all the reviews!!! I redid chapter 12 and 13 with all the
answers to the Maisie saga!
The house was so quiet. It felt like everything had settled and nothing was moving. Two out of the three bedrooms were filled with their visitors but she was still downstairs, unable to move from absolute heartache. It hurt to breath. Her eyes starred into the little glass sitting in her hand. This wasn't like her to drink. She hated the taste but this was the only thing to numb away the pain that had crept into her heart. She swirled around the thin liquid in her hand as she starred into harder, searching for the answers. "Why did you have to leave me?" She wanted to ask but knew she would only be talking to the darkness. He was gone, forever. There was no bringing him back and the only thing that could ever replace him was the empty void that filled her heart.
"There was nothing we could do about it, my sweet." He would reply, kissing her on the top of her head before giving her a loving squeeze. He was the most gorgeous man alive. He was the only man that had ever stolen her heart and she barely had said it to him.
"Yes, we could have!" She exclaimed loudly, almost upsetting the drink in her hand. "We could have done a thousand things! We could have escaped to the States and taken up life there."
His image moved gracefully to a nearby couch and sat down, "And then what? Live as different people? Lead different lives? I was very content with who I was, Claire."
She sighed in frustration, "I know you loved your job, Samuel but they took you away from me and then-and then they recruited me."
His eyes would nearly bug out of his head. "They recruited you?"
"MI-5 and then seconded to MI-6 from time to time." She repeated the facts, nodding her head up and down. "I'm living there under a cover name so no one will know that I was involved with you. I can't even be Claire Vaughn anymore. They don't even know if I can stay with my family or anything! Everything's a mess now, Samuel." A slight trace of a British actress started to show through. She gave herself a moment before continuing. "I'm living with Tom now. He's showing me the ropes."
"Tom's a good man. He taught me everything I know."
"And Zoe's been amazing."
"Zoe is amazing." He agreed. "Tell any of them that if you ever need a blessed thing. They love you like you were one of their own."
She harshly corrected, "I am now."
His head bobbed in agreement. "They used to beg me for details about us. None of them had a social life at all and so, I was it. I was the form of entertainment. G-d Claire, they love you."
She contemplated this for a moment, seeing his form standing in front of her. "How did they kill you?" She ignored the little voice screaming in her head that she was talking to someone that wasn't even there.
And I know that it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not him
And although, I know that his is blind
But still I say, there's a way for us
I love him but everyday I'm learning
All my life, I've only been pretending!
His form smiled sadly, "You know you shouldn't know. It's better this
way."
She snapped back, aloud, "It's not better this way! You're dead."
"This is our destiny."
She snapped out of her dream to shout into the darkness, "This isn't our destiny! I was not meant to be alone." She didn't even know that the salty tears had started to drip from her eyes. "I can't do this alone! I don't want to wake up alone anymore!" She started to shout into the darkness, disturbing the rest of the inhabitants.
The house was so quiet. It felt like everything had settled and nothing was moving. Two out of the three bedrooms were filled with their visitors but she was still downstairs, unable to move from absolute heartache. It hurt to breath. Her eyes starred into the little glass sitting in her hand. This wasn't like her to drink. She hated the taste but this was the only thing to numb away the pain that had crept into her heart. She swirled around the thin liquid in her hand as she starred into harder, searching for the answers. "Why did you have to leave me?" She wanted to ask but knew she would only be talking to the darkness. He was gone, forever. There was no bringing him back and the only thing that could ever replace him was the empty void that filled her heart.
"There was nothing we could do about it, my sweet." He would reply, kissing her on the top of her head before giving her a loving squeeze. He was the most gorgeous man alive. He was the only man that had ever stolen her heart and she barely had said it to him.
"Yes, we could have!" She exclaimed loudly, almost upsetting the drink in her hand. "We could have done a thousand things! We could have escaped to the States and taken up life there."
His image moved gracefully to a nearby couch and sat down, "And then what? Live as different people? Lead different lives? I was very content with who I was, Claire."
She sighed in frustration, "I know you loved your job, Samuel but they took you away from me and then-and then they recruited me."
His eyes would nearly bug out of his head. "They recruited you?"
"MI-5 and then seconded to MI-6 from time to time." She repeated the facts, nodding her head up and down. "I'm living there under a cover name so no one will know that I was involved with you. I can't even be Claire Vaughn anymore. They don't even know if I can stay with my family or anything! Everything's a mess now, Samuel." A slight trace of a British actress started to show through. She gave herself a moment before continuing. "I'm living with Tom now. He's showing me the ropes."
"Tom's a good man. He taught me everything I know."
"And Zoe's been amazing."
"Zoe is amazing." He agreed. "Tell any of them that if you ever need a blessed thing. They love you like you were one of their own."
She harshly corrected, "I am now."
His head bobbed in agreement. "They used to beg me for details about us. None of them had a social life at all and so, I was it. I was the form of entertainment. G-d Claire, they love you."
She contemplated this for a moment, seeing his form standing in front of her. "How did they kill you?" She ignored the little voice screaming in her head that she was talking to someone that wasn't even there.
And I know that it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not him
And although, I know that his is blind
But still I say, there's a way for us
I love him but everyday I'm learning
All my life, I've only been pretending!
His form smiled sadly, "You know you shouldn't know. It's better this
way."
She snapped back, aloud, "It's not better this way! You're dead."
"This is our destiny."
She snapped out of her dream to shout into the darkness, "This isn't our destiny! I was not meant to be alone." She didn't even know that the salty tears had started to drip from her eyes. "I can't do this alone! I don't want to wake up alone anymore!" She started to shout into the darkness, disturbing the rest of the inhabitants.