Be my honey pie
Never say goodbye
If you don't love me I will die
So be my honey pie
-Honey pie
By The Weepies
Do you ever miss something so badly that even the thought of remembering hurts your very soul? Have you ever lost something, something that had been your whole life? That certain feeling when every time you breathe your breath is wasted because your heart had stopped beating a long time ago. I feel this every time I look at that forever empty side of the bed.
Now, dear reader I am not starting this piece of the story like this out of self-pity, nor am I looking for some sort of closure. I am writing this to help you, to tell you that when you feel that pain, when you feel like you can't get out of bed, when it is Monday and there is no possible way for anyone to consult you; you must remember that you didn't just lose something, you had something. It is never about what you lost, but what you had, and what you will always have.
Even though it is painful, you need the pain. If the pain wasn't there, that thing you lost meant nothing, and you are letting go. It's important to have the pain, for that pain is a reminder that you loved something. Drown yourself in memories, because that is all you have. Even though it is painful for me to remember, even though I know that she is lost. I take comfort that I had something to lose. What I am trying to say, dear reader; is that we always lose the things we have but those things will never truly be lost.
This chapter is not only about how Cissa and I came to be together but how we are still together, and how true love will endure forever, and for always.
*Months Later*
I had not stopped seeing Cissa since that day. I would "bump" into her every chance I got. Our talks lasted for hours and hours on end. She smiled and laughed more that she had in years, and I did the same. The feeling was magical, something I could only experience when I was in her presence. I had not a care in the world. This was love. I loved, love, her so much that I couldn't and still can't bare it. But I needed more. I needed her to love me back.
It was time, time for me to come out in the open, time for Stranger's identity to be reviled. And I knew just how to do it. I knew she loved Stranger, but would she love Lucius as well? This plan would show me the truth, it was my last chance.
Dear Cissa,
I feel that it is time. Meet me today under the willow tree in Riverdale Park three o'clock sharp.
All my love,
Stranger.
I carried the letter with me, as I saw Cissa trot down the pathway of Black Manor.
She smiled and nodded her head, gracefully. I could feel my stomach clench.
"Good morning!" She beamed, happily.
I began to pick up speed and swept her into my arms. "Good morning, indeed." I smiled, looking into her eyes. "I trust your parents are…"
Her eyes smiled up into mine. "Absent and will be for the rest of this evening."
"Wonderful!" I twirled her around, enjoying every second of the time we had together. "Oh, your owl was carrying this. It's addressed to you." My hands shook as I handed her the letter.
Her eyes grew wide, as she smiled from ear to ear. Things were going well.
"Good news?" I asked.
"The best." She replied, clutching the letter in her hand.
"Well, come along. I have a busy day planned for us."
Time flew by when I was with Cissa, even though the world felt like it had stopped turning. I knew my life would never be complete without her. As three o'clock came ever closer, my nerves set in, as the ever possible rejection loomed over me.
We slowly walked up the path to Black Manor, the trees shading us from the wind's intense roar. I took a deep breath and began.
"Cissa?"
"Hm?"
"Say, I was a different man. Say I had a different name, a different profession. Say I never made that mistake. What do you think would've happened?" I paused.
She stared at me, studying my features. "Lucius…"
I continued, moving in closer to her. "I think I know…I would've asked you to dance with me, and maybe asked you to go for a walk once or twice, I would've asked you to sing and play piano for me, to smile your little simile…For as long as we both shall live."
I moved in closer, until our lips were almost touching.
But she pulled away.
Horror and confusion filled her eyes. "Lucius…I can't…I…I just can't."
I watched her run back into the manor, and sighed. She couldn't love just me…But she had to love Stranger.
*3:00*
I could hear her soft footsteps crunch on the leaves behind me. I pulled my hood tighter around my face. "This is the last chance, Lucius. If she doesn't love you now, it's over. Move on."
I could feel her presence behind me.
Her hand lightly touched my shoulder.
"Stranger?" She whispered.
I took a deep breath, and lowered my hood.
Her blue eyes widened, as her soft hand touched my face, checking the reality of the situation.
Realization hit her as she began to smile, tears running down her face.
"Don't cry, Narcissa…Don't cry."
She shook her head, tears falling onto my glove as I caressed her face, and pulled her close to me.
I heard her whisper softly into my ear. "I wanted it to be you…I wanted it to be you so badly."
END OF PART TWO
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