I don't know how I got home. I must have called after a taxi, but I have

no memory of it. I know that I must have taken my clothes of, because

I was naked when I woke up, but I don't know how that happened. Or when.

I haven't been able to relax in three days. Three fucking, horrible, gut-

wrenching days. When the man called... I have never been so scared in

my life. Or so furious. Deaq had to pry the phone out of my hand, or I

would have cruched it to pieces, imagining that is was the assholes

head.

And when we couldn't find her... All I could see in my head was a picture of

her dead body, laying somewhere in an alley with her head blown off.

And then, at last, we found her. Alive. And I thanked God. He had answered

my prayers.

I hadn't planned on telling her that I loved her. Not in the way I did. Not in

rage. But she just didn't get it. Or she didn't want go get it.

And I got angry. She refused to let me in. I was tired of dancing that dance

with her. So I told her. And now it's all up to her.

But the guy is still going to die. Even if she hates me for it. Even if I die in

the process. Nobody harms her and get's away with it.

When Deaq called me I was in bed, dead to the world. Dreaming about her.

- Yeah? I didn't even open my eyes.

- Sorry if I woke you man, but there is something you should know.

I sat up in bed, fear gripping my heart.

- Has something happened to her?

He chuckled.

- No. And yes.

- Deaq... What is it? I'm not in a mood to play games.

- She is fine. But she said something interesting.

- Yeah? And what's that? She wants to hit me over the head with

a broomstick?

I jawned. The eight hours of sleep that I had got wasn't nearly enough. I still

felt more dead than alive.

- No. But that might be a good idea. Thanks for the tip.

- I'm going back to sleep now. I'll be in the hospital in two hours.

- She loves you too.

What did he just say?

- Excuse me? Did you just?...

- Yep. So get your but over here. You two need to talk.

Then he hung up.

I was pulling on some clothes before he had finished the sentence.

She loved me?

She looks beautiful when she sleeps. She always looks beautiful. I almost

can't fight the urge to wake her up. But she needs to rest.

She loves me. This incredible woman loves me. And I can't help but smile.

Finally the sun that shines in her eyes wakes her up. Then she see me.

And her eyes grow big.

- So we love each other. Now what are we going to do about it?

- Van?

- Yeah it is me babe. So you love me?

- What are you talking about?

I can see the fear in her eyes. Hear it in her voice.

- Deaq called me. He told me what you had told him.

- He did? She swallows nervously.

I walk to her bed at sits down on it.

- Yeah, he did. Woke me up. I wasn't to happy about it. I was dreaming.

About you. About us.

I take her hand and kiss it. I love the way her skin feels against my lips.

So soft, so perfect. Just like in my dream.

- Van, stop it.

She tries to free her hand, but I just grip it tighter.

- Why?

- Van. Just, please... Deaq should never have told you.

- But he did. What do you purpose we do about it?

- Nothing.

- Nothing? Don't think I can live with that.

She turns around, forcing me to let go of her hand.

I look at her back and sighs. This was not going to be easy.

- Well, that won't be a problem. You will die soon anyhow.

I can hear the tears in her voice.

- I am not going to die.

I rub her back with my hand and she tenses.

- If you go after the asshole you will. He is not an idiot Van.

- Never said that he was.

I get up from the bed and goes around it so I come face to face with her.

- Listen to me Billie. I don't want to die. I really don't. But he put

you in a hospital. There has to be some payback for that.

-Why?

She is whispering and I take her hand again.

- I told you that babe. I love you. I always loved you. And he hurt you.

You have any idea how angry that made me?

- It did?

She looks at me like she can't belive it. I lower my voice.

- Yes, it did. Is that really that hard to belive?

- No one... No one has ever loved me like that... I can't...

I put my hands around her face and makes her look at me.

- You can. And I will tell it to you until you belive me. I love you.

- You really do?

She sounds like a little kid. And I could strangle the people who has made

her belive that that she can't be loved. That she can't love.

So I lean in closer and I kiss her. At it feels like heaven. It feels like home.

TBC...

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