Chapter 4
Will hesitated, his finger poised over the doorbell. He wasn't sure what was going to happen but he knew that they needed to have this out. Things just couldn't go back to even being halfway normal otherwise.
He closed his eyes and pushed. A bell chimed somewhere and a few seconds later one of Karen's maids came running and opened the door.
"Is Karen home?" he asked after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence. He'd been to the house many times before but something about the way the maid looked at him let him know that she knew this wasn't legal business.
"She's in the TV room, Mr Truman." the girl replied, and moved aside to let him through. Will had been in the mansion many times before, but for some reason it now felt so much more intimidating. The walls seemed to be closing in on him and the multiple eyes from the paintings covering the walls glared at him as he edged his way towards the door.
"Hey, Wilma."
Karen's soft voice greeted him as he approached. He smiled, trying to ignore the feeling that was going on in his stomach and concentrated on making his way towards the sofa.
There she was, lying on one elbow in a white silk nightdress with a cigarette in one hand, a martini in the other and a look of sheer melancholy on her face. She could give Bette Davis a run for her money any day. Will had to fight every inch of his being to stop himself from grabbing her up in his arms and kissing her as they had done barely an hour before. Karen looked uncomfortable, why had she changed into her nightgown? Now he would think she was trying to seduce him.
She wasn't.
Was she?
"I…" Will tried to begin as he perched timidly on the edge of the nearest chair, but he couldn't find the words. He didn't even know what needed to be said. He came with the intention of apologising; he wanted to make sure it wouldn't happen again. But now he was there, and Karen was looking like she did…he couldn't do it.
"Drink?" Karen suggested, trying her best to stay off the subject she knew was going to come up. She hadn't wanted Will to come over. Now he was here, all she could think of were his kisses all over her body and that was wrong. Will coming over to 'discuss things' meant he felt nothing towards her. She didn't know why, but that hurt her like a knife in her heart. She got up from her seat and stumbled blindly towards the little bar in the corner. Her head pounded and she felt like she was going to collapse, all these thoughts and feelings were just too much for her.
Will saw her stagger and immediately rose from his chair. Her shoulders started to shake and he saw her hand rise to her head. He didn't know what to do. For as long as he could remember he'd always been the strong one, the dependant one, the person everybody went to for advice. In he own words, he loved being a lawyer…he could convince himself of anything. But now…now he had a million different things swimming through his head and none of them made sense at all.
As a muffled, but still audible, sob came from Karen, Will ignored all the warning bells screaming in his head and walked up behind her, placing a trembling hand softly on her equally shaking shoulder. She jumped slightly upon the contact but didn't say anything.
"Karen? Talk to me."
"I…I…" she began, but words failed her, something distinctly unusual for Karen.
Acting entirely upon impulse, Will deftly spun her round and enclosed her with his arms, placing soft kisses on her head. Karen immediately felt safe and protected. Her spinning head came to a stand still and all she could think about was the wonderful feeling pouring through her body at Will's firm, but gentle, touch.
"I don't know what's happening to me." Will whispered to the petite brunette. He slowly stepped backwards from the embrace and lifted Karen's head up with his hand. They stood there for a few seconds, searching each other's eyes for an answer.
"I think I'm falling in love."
Yikes! It's been forever since I updated! I'd blame it on writer's block but that makes me sound like a proper writer and we all know I'm far from it! Blame it on sheer laziness. Anyhoo, it's up! So please review! I hope this is going ok, tell me if you don't like it, please!
