Once again I'm doing it. Lying awake for hours just wondering when I'll be able to see him next. I shouldn't care and I'm not in love with him. I just need to know why when his eyes fall upon me I feel electrified. My landlord wonders why I always enter my room and lie down so early but always emerge with dark semicircles beneath my eyes. I breathe in slowly, taking in the much welcomed quiet and lack of company when I hear an extremely loud banging on my door. Fear striking my heart I hold up my sword, a flat sword with a blocky pommel, the cheapest and sturdiest I could find. I open the door and expect to be grabbed by the adderheads men. Closing my eyes and bracing myself I feel arms go around me, but they are not rough, I feel tears falling down onto my neck.
"Terry?" I ask at a loss for words, seeing the stout hulk of a man weekly shivering on my shoulder. "What happened?" Alarm is now filling my voice.
"Never" the tiny shivering word is spit from his mouth various times before receive any cort of explanation."I can't be alone any longer I don't want to be strong I can't do it" the words come out sharply and fade away. I feel his head in search of fever as he is making no sense but he feels fine. He collapses trapping me beneath him and I awkwardly Pat his back as he falls asleep in tears.
I manage to work my way out from beneath him without waking him...Well I thought I had. He grabbed me roughly back to himself pushing my head against the soft velvet of his shirt. Warm breath and salty tears of his fall down my face . My arm twists awkwardly and I let out a yelp. He whips away from me and checks me for damage vigourusly at least three times before I assure him I'm okay.
"Whathappened?" he shouts worriedly
"I just placed my arm wrong"
"Did I hurt you?" Tears well up in his eyes once more.
"No, and I think you are more harmed than me what's wrong ? Has something happened?" He gently looks down his Roman nose at me and whimsiedly says
"Oh no everything's s perfect."