Chapter 6: Falling away.
Georges eyed the date on the wedding invitation, it was on Robert's Birthday.
Three weeks from now. Georges swallowed the lump in his throat, got dressed-
and glanced at his calendar. The wedding was on the last day before he left. He felt like collapsing. He went out for a quick walk, and wandered down a nearby street, thankful for the fresh air. That was before he spotted the couple before him.
"Where do you want to go now?" Came that familiar voice.
"Hmm... well this store is supposed to have good wedding dresses-let's go!" Noelle smiled, -then tripped. Robert caught her before she hit the ground.
"Hey- you okay?" Robert asked, not noticing that their mouths were close to touching.
Georges once again felt the urge to run, but his feet wouldn't move.
He must really care for her…why isn't he trying to end this? Doess he feel anything for me? Is this really the end? What's the point of wearing this stupid ring anyway?
All these questions jumbled up inside him…
Georges felt his finger tingle as he took off the chalice-like ring, -touched it gently, then flung it at Robert.
He didn't know why he had thrown it. But as he ran from Robert, he felt that something had been lifted off his shoulders...falling away like the tears running down his face.
((by the way.. I wasn't sure what to call George's mother.. adoptive or not-))