Saying no.
The day after I went round to Spike's place.
He answered the door, he looked pretty beaten up.
"Hey." He said and let me in.
"Oh my god. Are you okay?" I went up to him, he only pushed me away.
"Not really. You see, after you rung me, your dad paid me a little visit. Said that I should stay away from his daughter or else."
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"Don't be. It was my fault. I shouldn't have kissed you. God damn it I shouldn't have fallen for you."
Spike was beating him self up about it, truth is, it was my fault.
I had kissed him back, and it was my dad who did this to him.
"What now?" I asked, knowing what I thought he was going to say.
I expected him to tell me it was over. He said quite the opposite.
"The firm has transferred me to LA." He paused thinking what to say next. "Wana come with?"
I couldn't believe what he was saying. "What?"
"If you don't wana, it's cool." He said and stood up;
he walked over to the door and held it open as if he wanted me to leave.
"No," I said. "It's just…."
"Complicated?" I loved it when he finished my sentences.
"Yeah, I don't know if I can just walk out on my family."
"I understand. It's stupid of me to ask."
"No, I do love you Spike. But they're my family."
"I know." He walked over to me and kissed my lips.
He had tears in his eyes that were soon staining his cheeks.
"I love you." I said.
The two of us stood there in a tight embrace.
After that he had gone.