He was jumping from tree to tree, aimlessly. He was waiting to be called in to take responsibility for his killings. It was taking too long. He just wanted everything to be over with. He wanted to die already. His life was meaningless without her.
He was standing in his usual tree, waiting for her to get out of school. He had been watching her all day, just as he did daily. He had to fight the urge to go to her and kiss and hug her a couple of times. Of course, he wouldn't tell that to anybody; it would just make him look weak and vulnerable. Which he was, actually, when he was around her. In a way. In another, it made him more alert.
He would give in in her favor at any time. Yet when she was there he was always more aware of any danger. He wouldn't let anything happen to her, not after last time... None of them should have to go through that again.
He was lost in his thoughts and didn't sense her until her hands covered his eyes. He took in her sweet lavender scent and listened to her heavy breathing for a second. She was tired from climbing the tree. He smirked and turned around, welcoming her into the warmth of him arms. She hid her face to his chest and just stood there.
They didn't move, they just enjoyed each other's presence.
Oh, he missed her greatly. So much that he would do anything just to caress her cheek one more time. But he couldn't. It wouldn't have been fair to her to just appear on her porch, hug her, give her hopes, then walk away. No, she would need time to heal before she could go on. And time was something he didn't have. He was never to see her again. And it tore him up on the inside.