A Lost Life
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Chapter 2
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The sun crept over the hilltops. It was in the early hours of the morning. Raissa watched the sunrise while leaning against a tree. She looked over and saw the innocent faces of all three travelers. Eragon slept peacefully. Arya slept as an elf would. She was perfect, flawless, but that was expected of an elf. The creases caused by worry and stress on Brom's face were somewhat gone as he slept. The years had not been kind on him, but he looked considerably younger as he slept. She turned from their faces and walked a little ways to a larger clearing. Three dragons slept there. Saphira, Tiamat, and Saphira (Brom's Dragon) lay together. Saphira, Brom's dragon, her coat was black just like Tiamat except Tiamat had designs on his coat in silver while Saphira had hers in blue. Both dragons were bigger in size compared to Eragon's dragon, Saphira.
Raissa soon returned and started breakfast.
She had just finished and went back to watching the forest when Brom awoke. Brom watched Raissa from behind. She was beautiful. The wind blew her hair a little bit. It looked so soft. He longed to touch her. He longed to hold her to him. He didn't understand the extent of how much he missed her until that moment. He was lost as to how to approach her but the mere presence of her drove him crazy. She was right there. She was within his reach but he knew that he could not just come and continue their relationship like nothing had ever happened. Brom cursed the world and himself for giving up something so precious. Raissa had him wrapped around her finger. She didn't know but Brom realized after being so long from her had caused his desire for her to grow.
Brom smiled as Raissa looked at him. "Raissa." he whispered.
Raissa averted her gaze. "It's been a while since you've said my name."
Brom took hold of Raissa's hand. He remembered how small her hand was. Her entire body used to fit perfectly with his. Her hand fit perfectly in his. "Raissa, I must tell you. Those years ago, when we had that terrible argument, I never was able to say I'm sorry. Raissa, I truly am sorry. I never should have left like that. Please forgive me."
Raissa smiled and looked up into Brom's eyes. Brom could see the tears forming and mentally hit himself. He never wanted her to cry, he never wanted to cause her pain or let another cause pain. He wanted to protect her but he failed long ago.
"Brom, I would have never been able to go on if I didn't forgive you. I forgave you long ago, but we can't just start up again like nothing happened. Our relationship didn't go on, but time did. Things have changed, time has too."
Brom's face fell. He knew that this would happen but it didn't stop him from holding onto a small glimmer of hope. Raissa looked up at his face and continued. "Brom, I just don't think this is the time for relationships. We have a duty to do. Eragon must be trained. Our…" Raissa sighed. "Love didn't last the last time we were put through war. It brought me pain, Brom. I can not, will not go through it again. I'm sorry." Raissa looked away.
Brom saw the far away and pained look in her eyes. He took her chin and turned her face to look back once more at him. "If anyone should be sorry, it should be me. I never should have given you up for something as idiotic as revenge. I should have never left you. Your love didn't falter. You were there for me till the end. It was I that failed you. I didn't deserve you, Raissa. I still don't…"
Raissa brought her hand up to Brom's mouth to silence him. "No Brom, we failed each other. I wasn't any better, but I don't regret anything. If I was given the choice to do it over again, I would have done exactly the same thing." Both looked at each other with different expressions. Brom looked at Raissa with relief and thanks while Raissa looked at him with a thousand different emotions. Love? Relief? Anger? Sadness? All could be a plausible answer. Too many were played in here eyes. Too many to decide on. A tear rolled down her cheeks, Brom stepped closer to Raissa and kissed the tear. He could taste the salty water entering his mouth. He couldn't stop. He had missed her so much. Brom kissed her gently on the lips savoring the taste of her. She responded to him. They kissed gently, not daring to go any deeper. Soon Brom broke the kiss and held Raissa close to him. He savored the moment. The words exchanged before confirmed his fears. These moments would come rarely if at all. He wondered how he could have let her go back then. He loved the way she felt against him. How he seemed to envelop her entire body. Her body must have been made to fit his body. Her hair smelled of honey and vanilla. A smell that brought back so many memories. Most good, some bad. He absolutely loved the smell. He loved everything about her. Her voice, her hair, her hands, her body, but most importantly who she was. A beautiful girl is just that. Beautiful no more no less. But Raissa was more than just a beautiful girl to him. She was the missing half of him. She completed him. She cared for him. She was there when he lost it all. And that's why he was still in love with her.
Both stood like this for a moment. Wishing that time would stop but knowing that it wouldn't. Raissa finally broke the embrace. She smiled at him. "That was worth it too." Brom smiled.
Raissa's face lightened up. "Ah! I brought our dragons here, but I don't want you to see Saphira yet. You're a mess! It's a good thing I packed those clothes for you."
Brom stood there confounded as he watched Raissa find a small bag. "You brought Saphira?"
Raissa threw the bag at him. "Of course I did. I wasn't about to leave her alone and how was I supposed to catch you three on horseback? Now hurry up and wash. There's a hot spring over there. Don't forget to shave that beard! You're only forty for god's sake. I know for a fact that your hair is not that color."
Brom smiled and started walking. "You always thought of everything."
Raissa smiled back at him. "If I didn't, who would?" She giggled.
A few minutes after Brom left, Eragon awoke. Groggy from the sleep, he yawned. "Morning, Eragon." Raissa greeted Eragon.
Eragon stretched and walked over to sit down with Raissa near the fire. "Morning. Where's Brom?" Eragon asked searching the clearing for Brom.
Raissa smiled. "I told that he was unbelievably dirty and made him take a bath." Eragon chuckled and shook his head. "So… Arya told me about the past you and Brom shared."
Raissa smiled. "Ah. So you're aware. And?"
Eragon became uneasy but then suddenly a devilish smirk appeared on his face. "Brom? I'd say you deserve more. You're too beautiful for a man like him."
Raissa burst out laughing. "Really? Now I'm curious. Well then, who, may I ask, would be suited to your standards?"
Eragon smirked. "Well, I must say it would be hard to decide, but there's a certain man in this certain place. He's undeniably attractive, suave, and has great hair. Not to mention strong." Eragon raised an eyebrow and flexed.
Raissa was hunched over laughing. A tear ran down her cheek. Eragon watched the spectacle grinning. "Nah. I was just kidding."
Raissa calmed down and handed him a plate of food. Eragon smelled the air. "Mmm. Smells amazing. Much better than Brom's." Eragon took a bite of his food. Raissa watched with a smile on her face.
Author's Note:
"Never Say Goodbye" by Bon Jovi was the inspiration for this chapter.
Thanks to everyone who reads this story! You see I absolutely need encouragement to finish a story or else I'll move on and start a new story without finishing the old one. So thanks!
spazzysassyangel: Brom should have lived. He died so early!
Shunning Reality: Thanks so much! :D You brightened my day.