Be True To Me

"Please Denise, listen to me" He puts his hands on either side of my face but I cannot look him in the eyes.

"No John, I cannot for you have said enough" I reply as I move away, I can see his eyes widen at the loss of contact.

"I have done no wrong," He says as he moves closer again.

"Well then, would you say that we are in this situation because you have been right the whole time?"

With saying this I leave the room, I have no words to say to him, what did he think I would have assumed, if he kept on meeting Katherine Weston without telling me? Surely he does not need my permission to visit her, he is a grown man but there is a stark difference in letting me know rather than lying to me about it! He could have been doing anything! I hate to think about what could've potentially been…

I had been too absorbed in my own thoughts when I accidentally bumped into Dudley. He saw my tear stained face, and as perceptive as he is, he knew something was wrong. Without asking, he gently led me into his little office and sat me down. Almost immediately he pushed the tissue box near me, I couldn't help but let out a strange mid-cry laugh. Oh he was so thoughtful.

He sat across from me and said:

"What seems to be the problem now?"

"Everything" I replied and we both laughed. I don't know why I was finding laughter within my misery, maybe because all this was so pathetic. Why would he be going back to her? He needn't have given up The Paradise if he wanted to end up with her, he could have married her instead. Dudley was probably thinking the same thing, and as he had known Moray for longer I gave him a chance to speak.

"Denise, you may not believe this at the moment but Moray does love you, very deeply I might add. You should've seen his face when he came back after meeting with you. It was a look of utter despair, of defeat even, he look like a man who had lost everything. Can you try and see that?" He looked at me with that honest expression of his. Everything is fair in his eyes.

When I said nothing, he continued to resume his warm-hearted speech. I may as well listen to what he had to say; I had nowhere else to go. As much as a dear friend Clara and the rest are, they don't understand my situation as well as Dudley. Love may be universal but being in love is very different. The bond you have with a person is only between you two and no one else. When you feel like it is about to break, it's as if your heart has been shattered into tiny pieces, and you must figure out how to join them again but it's not easy, because they would have swept them up before you.

"What I mean to say is, I do not justify his secret meetings with Katherine, but he didn't mean to harm you, oh no. I do not know what his business is with Fenton and Jonas but I do know it is all for you. He wants you to be happy. He tried hard Denise, and at this time what he needs is support, and you're his constant amidst this array of change" He put his hand on top of mine, as if to emphasise what he meant even more.

"Do you see what I mean, Denise?"

"Yes"

"Good" After Dudley said that I got up from the chair and put my hand on his shoulder before I left the room. He is truly a good friend. Nor he or I justify what has been going on but no one can deny the fact that he needs support. I remember when I was along, vulnerable to the malice of the world, their mean words were like thorns rubbed against my skin and if there were someone there for me, John in particular, then everything would've been better. I will be the better person and go talk to him. I must not judge.

I found him in the last place I would've looked for: in my room. He was holding close the shawl he gave to me as a present. It probably reminded him of me.

"Oh, John" I said as I went to him. He had not yet sat down, so I went up to him and hugged him. It felt… It was as If I could feel his pain, his feelings seeped through, to me. I put my hands on either side of his face and pulled him towards me, kissing him with all the strength I had. Even that would not be enough to prove him of my love for him.

"Denise…" I cut him mid-sentence and said:

"I love you John"

With saying that, he pulled me in for another searing kiss; this was even more passionate than the one before, if that was even possible.

"I cannot tell of what is limitless," I continued as I looked at him in the eyes.

"Oh, I am fortune's fool!" John replied quoting Romeo, from Romeo and Juliet.

"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite" I counteracted his reply with another quote from the play by Shakespeare.

We both looked at each other for a moment before smiling. We really do resemble Romeo and Juliet at the moment, ridden with misunderstands, but unlike them we will have a happy end. It is not too late to clear our misunderstandings.

"Now from where shall I begin? John asks, as he caresses my hair. We are both lying on my bed, both comfortable as one can be. I want to be ready for this.

"From the beginning" I simply reply as I hold his hand with an encouraging smile. He needs to know I am there for him.

There's that! I hope you enjoyed my second ever Morise one-shot! I hope I am not making it too sappy. Please to leave a comment about what you thought.

I felt obliged to make another one, to cushion our hurt over Morise fighting Episode 6 was sad…but this is my version of what would have happened. I have tried to not make Denise sound very passive, I just want to convey that Moray is at a vulnerable stage and albeit all of what he has done wrong, he needs to redeem himself. After all no one is perfect.