Chapter 7: Dante Doesn't Come Home
"I never meant any bad thing I tell Dante, because just like you, he's my friend."
"Except you like him and not me."
Kristine didn't answer. She just looked away and closed the door as she left.
/Dante, where are you? Why didn't you come home? Please be safe./
She thought as she ran across the street trying to search for Dante, but there was no one out on this cold rainy day, making her hopes go down.
Meanwhile Dante was somewhere he certainly doesn't know. He was sitting on a bench not minding the rain.
.Flash back.
"I should have known you'd be following me."
"It was Dante's idea."
"I know, and you were as curious as him."
"Not really, I tried to stop him but he insisted."
"If you're that curious, stay. Dante go home."
"Why do I have to go home!"
"I don't want destructive forces around my work space. Go before I kick you out!"
.End of flash back.
Dante could still remember the event from earlier. He hated the way his brother treated him, and in front of Kristine. It shouldn't really bother him, but it did.
"What is this heavy feeling! I hate it so much! I shouldn't be feeling like this, I shouldn't!"
He told himself while pounding on the bench he was sitting on, and carefully trying not to destroy it, but unfortunately it did break and Dante fell on the hard and rough ground with a loud thud.
"Damned this stupid bench for breaking! I hate this place I hate it!"
Dante cursed as he stood up and began pacing around the place.
The rain was pouring harder now, and Kristine had been searching for Dante about 2 hours ago and still no sign of him. It was getting darker and she was getting more worried. If it got to dark, there's no way she'll find him in such a big town. Her clothes are very heavy because of the rain water, she was also cold because of this and she felt that she would get a fever if she went on like this, but she doesn't really care. All she wanted was to see Dante.
"Dante, I don't want to loose you too!"
She yelled hoping that Dante would hear her. No luck, no one came, no one answered, nothing; just the sound of the pouring rain as it hits the ground.
"What was that? Must be the wind; my imagination is running wild, I thought I heard Kristine talking to me…and in a sincere way too."
Dante told himself then added to his previous statement,
"Yeah right, like she'll ever talk to me in a kind way."
As Kristine searched block to block she was beginning to give up. No one had seen him. When all hopes was gone and she decided to go back home she saw Dante leaning against a wall. He wasn't far away so she ran to him.
"I guess by now, Kristine and Virgil are making out…I hope you're happy without ME!"
"But I'm not, why would you say that Dante?"
Dante's eyes opened wide. He saw Kristine's teary face even if the rain was washing the tears away. He couldn't move from his spot so he just turned his head away. Kristine approached Dante and rested her forehead on his chest. Instead of pushing her away, Dante wrapped his arms around Kristine's small frame.
"Why are you…here? Why did you come looking for me?"
Dante asked as he held her tighter.
"Why wont I come looking for you! I want you home, that's why I came looking for you…so please come home."
She told him as she pounded her small fists against Dante's chest.
"Tell me, why should I go back? Aren't you happy now that I'm gone?"
Dante said pushing her away gently. Instead of answering, Kristine turned her back against Dante and started walking away. She knew that with Dante's tone of voice, he didn't want to come home. As she took another step, she suddenly fell unconscious.
After a few hours, she woke up lying on a bed. She is familiar with the surroundings. It was her room. When she looked around she looked around she saw…
/Dante/
"You're awake, how are you feeling?"
Kristine's face became gloomy. It was Virgil. She couldn't speak. She just stayed still and closed her eyes. She's having a high fever and her breathing wasn't sounding that good.
"Dante came and brought you back. He told me to tell you not to go looking for him again. Now rest. You're fever is still high."
Virgil said as he checked Kristine's temperature; he then left.
/He didn't come back…/
She thought as she cried herself to sleep.
A/N: Sorry for the shortness of this chapter. Hope you like it. Please R&R.
