Hello gang, sorry it has been far too long since I last posted but I've been busy with exams and then had trouble getting back into the flow of writing, so I'll apologise now for this mediocre chapter but hopefully I'll get back into the swing of it.
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Time is a funny thing.
"Im so sorry." She said as they sat on the sofa, each at either end.
"You shouldn't be apologising, I'm the one who should say sorry, sorry for being such a fool."
Vincent had taken the plunge and decided to kiss Grace, however after kissing him back she had eventually pulled away, leaving the young man confused and embarrassed. A part of him knew he shouldn't have rushed it; she had been through so much and her battle wounds physical and emotional were still so raw, but he couldn't resist her.
"Vincent it's not you, I really like you, it's just really bad timing." Grace sighed, she couldn't screw up Vincent's life, her life was already a mess and it was inevitable that any man she got involved with would soon realise she wasn't worthy of their time, respect or love. The treatment she had received from Henry had slowly integrated that there was something wrong with her, and if he saw that, eventually Vincent would see the same and he would leave her. She looked over at the young man, and wished she could let him in, she slid across the sofa and put her arm around him "just give me time, is that ok?"
"Did you know a galactic year is a period of time lasting approximately 230 earth years?" Grace stared blankly back at Vincent, she could normally make sense of his factoids and see the relevance, but what was she supposed to take from that little gem? "I would wait 230 years for you, if it was physically possible. Grace you are worth the wait, I will stand by you and wait for the timing to be right. Because one day the timing will be right, you never know that day may be right around the corner."
"Let's just hope it doesn't take as long as a galactic year. Vincent, do you think you could just hold me, I mean just for tonight, as friends?"
Vincent stood up and led Grace to his bedroom, getting in the bed they pulled the covers close, as long as they stayed in this bed she was safe, and as he held her in his arms he imagined how their lives could be. If only she could give him a chance.