Once Again:
Diane opened her eyes the next morning to the same old room. The noises of an inn that had just opened for the day and people coming in and out of the day. It was just a dream. The same dream she had bee having for the past three years. Some how she found joy in dreaming of Numair taking her back, of Perin being arrested. It just replayed over in her head. She knew what came next too. Nat would leave in a huff because he thought that Numair was horrible and Daine would get Numair and Ellane to become friends. The happy ending she had wanted sense she was a child. Daine wasn't like everyone else though, her happy ending never came. She would always dream and get so close. And just as she was about to be happy someone else would take it all from her. Every thing she had worked so hard for would all just disappear. Daine hated it, she hated the fact she would never be able to be happy. Every thing went the opposite of how it was supposed too. She made every thing go from perfect to horrible in less than an hour.
Then once again she was forced back to reality and into her life that she had become accustom to in the past three years. Once again Diane was forced to see the fact that she ruined every thing. That Numair was never going to forgive her. The emptiness of being alone had consumed her to the point that she saw him sitting in the back of the inn's dinning room smiling at her, like he still loved her. Daine pulled her dress over her head and sighed. She pictured Numair holding her and keeping her warm. She looked out side. It was snowing again. Daine shivered and opened the door to her room. Ellane was walking into her room. She had the night shift that night.
'You're so lucky you don't work in the dinning room.' She yawned.
'You'd be surprised. Go get some sleep.' Daine tied on her apron and go the stuff to clean the rooms of the inn.
With a sigh she knocked on the room door she always cleaned first. She had no idea who was about to open it if anyone did. Surprisingly the door opened. Daine looked up and stopped dead.
'Hello sir. I'm...I'm hear to clean.' Daine stammered.
'Come in then.' Numair replied.
Diane tried not to look at him when she walked in. Oh, no, she thought, this can't be happening. What am I going to do? Diane tried not to shake when she was cleaning. She knew Numair was watching her out of the corner of his eye. She took a deep breath and counted to ten like he taught her. She did exactly what she was supposed to and she knew she was going to have to talk to him when she was done.
'Is there anything else you need sir?' Her voice was soft.
'What was that? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you that well.' Numair replied knowing perfectly well what she had said. He wanted to see what her reaction was to him.
'I'm sorry. I wanted to know if there was anything else you needed.' Daine said.
'Yes, there is.' Numair turned his back to her.
'What is that sir?' Daine tried so hard to remain as clam as she could.
'I was wondering if you knew the name of the girl that was working last night. She has blond hair and blue eyes.' Numair new what he was doing was wrong. But Daine hurt him and now it was her turn to fell as bad as he did.
'Ellane. That's her name.' Daine certainly sounded hurt.
'Thank you. That's all.' Numair waved her off like a servant. A tear ran down Daine's face.
'Are you going to ask her to come up here?' Daine felt worse than she did when she woke up this morning.
'I might. Hopefully she doesn't have affairs like my wife.' Diane closed her eyes in pain.
'Numair we need to talk.' Diane whispered.
'Okay.' Numair faced her.
'Please don't yell or over react or interrupt me.' Diane looked at the floor.
'I won't promise to over react, but the rest I will.' He replied.
'Numair I never had an affair.' Daine said.
'Oh, really and what was Perin doing in our bed with you?' Numair asked sarcastically.
Daine closed her eyes. This is going to be really hard, she thought. Maybe if he just sees..., she thought. Daine undid her dress ties a bit and moved it off of her shoulder a bit. Numair watched her do this confused. When she revealed her shoulder Numair saw a scar. It looked like a knife mark, like she had been...she had...she was stabbed.
'Where did you get that?' Numair demanded getting up.
'Perin.' Daine whispered.
'Daine go back to work.' Numair said clenching his fist.
'Why?' Diane looked up at him for the first time.
'I thought you didn't want to see me over react.' Numair said.
Daine left quickly. When she closed the door she heard something shatter against the wall. Daine winced slightly. She knew he wasn't going to take that well, but he took it a lot worse than she had hoped her would. Plus she thought he was going to hold her. Maybe he needs to get his anger out, a part of her said. He probably feels horrible seeing as he took it out on you once. He doesn't want to do it again. That was exactly what Numair was thinking.
Diane opened her eyes the next morning to the same old room. The noises of an inn that had just opened for the day and people coming in and out of the day. It was just a dream. The same dream she had bee having for the past three years. Some how she found joy in dreaming of Numair taking her back, of Perin being arrested. It just replayed over in her head. She knew what came next too. Nat would leave in a huff because he thought that Numair was horrible and Daine would get Numair and Ellane to become friends. The happy ending she had wanted sense she was a child. Daine wasn't like everyone else though, her happy ending never came. She would always dream and get so close. And just as she was about to be happy someone else would take it all from her. Every thing she had worked so hard for would all just disappear. Daine hated it, she hated the fact she would never be able to be happy. Every thing went the opposite of how it was supposed too. She made every thing go from perfect to horrible in less than an hour.
Then once again she was forced back to reality and into her life that she had become accustom to in the past three years. Once again Diane was forced to see the fact that she ruined every thing. That Numair was never going to forgive her. The emptiness of being alone had consumed her to the point that she saw him sitting in the back of the inn's dinning room smiling at her, like he still loved her. Daine pulled her dress over her head and sighed. She pictured Numair holding her and keeping her warm. She looked out side. It was snowing again. Daine shivered and opened the door to her room. Ellane was walking into her room. She had the night shift that night.
'You're so lucky you don't work in the dinning room.' She yawned.
'You'd be surprised. Go get some sleep.' Daine tied on her apron and go the stuff to clean the rooms of the inn.
With a sigh she knocked on the room door she always cleaned first. She had no idea who was about to open it if anyone did. Surprisingly the door opened. Daine looked up and stopped dead.
'Hello sir. I'm...I'm hear to clean.' Daine stammered.
'Come in then.' Numair replied.
Diane tried not to look at him when she walked in. Oh, no, she thought, this can't be happening. What am I going to do? Diane tried not to shake when she was cleaning. She knew Numair was watching her out of the corner of his eye. She took a deep breath and counted to ten like he taught her. She did exactly what she was supposed to and she knew she was going to have to talk to him when she was done.
'Is there anything else you need sir?' Her voice was soft.
'What was that? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you that well.' Numair replied knowing perfectly well what she had said. He wanted to see what her reaction was to him.
'I'm sorry. I wanted to know if there was anything else you needed.' Daine said.
'Yes, there is.' Numair turned his back to her.
'What is that sir?' Daine tried so hard to remain as clam as she could.
'I was wondering if you knew the name of the girl that was working last night. She has blond hair and blue eyes.' Numair new what he was doing was wrong. But Daine hurt him and now it was her turn to fell as bad as he did.
'Ellane. That's her name.' Daine certainly sounded hurt.
'Thank you. That's all.' Numair waved her off like a servant. A tear ran down Daine's face.
'Are you going to ask her to come up here?' Daine felt worse than she did when she woke up this morning.
'I might. Hopefully she doesn't have affairs like my wife.' Diane closed her eyes in pain.
'Numair we need to talk.' Diane whispered.
'Okay.' Numair faced her.
'Please don't yell or over react or interrupt me.' Diane looked at the floor.
'I won't promise to over react, but the rest I will.' He replied.
'Numair I never had an affair.' Daine said.
'Oh, really and what was Perin doing in our bed with you?' Numair asked sarcastically.
Daine closed her eyes. This is going to be really hard, she thought. Maybe if he just sees..., she thought. Daine undid her dress ties a bit and moved it off of her shoulder a bit. Numair watched her do this confused. When she revealed her shoulder Numair saw a scar. It looked like a knife mark, like she had been...she had...she was stabbed.
'Where did you get that?' Numair demanded getting up.
'Perin.' Daine whispered.
'Daine go back to work.' Numair said clenching his fist.
'Why?' Diane looked up at him for the first time.
'I thought you didn't want to see me over react.' Numair said.
Daine left quickly. When she closed the door she heard something shatter against the wall. Daine winced slightly. She knew he wasn't going to take that well, but he took it a lot worse than she had hoped her would. Plus she thought he was going to hold her. Maybe he needs to get his anger out, a part of her said. He probably feels horrible seeing as he took it out on you once. He doesn't want to do it again. That was exactly what Numair was thinking.