Dear Angel - Chapter 5

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(Will's POV)

"I can't believe I'm about to do this", I said to myself as I took a seat at my desk and started writing.

Dear Anonymous,

I can't even begin to explain what your last letter has done to me. My heart beats rapidly by just thinking of what I am about to say to you in this letter. I also want you to know, that I have put a lot of thought into this before writing these words to you. Only because this is the first time I say these words to a person.

So here goes before I lose my nerve to do so.

My Anonymous, I am falling in love with you...

There, I said it! How crazy is that? I have fallen in love with the person behind the letters.

You told me no to be afraid of the unknown, however I have never been so scared in my whole entire life. And that is just putting it mildly.

I can't even begin to explain why I'm feeling this way. I am almost afraid of what people might think if they ever find out about us and they way I fell in love with you. I say if, only because I can't even imagine myself without you or your letters anymore. It's all I can think about.

You are all I think about...

"Just when I thought that love could never be a part of me, that's when you came along and showed me happiness!" ~ Anonymous.

You wanna know something else? I have never thought about anything other than myself for the last few years. It's probably one of the reasons why people are scared to even come withing a short distance of me. I guess I can't really blame them though. I never really made an effort on changing that, Well...
That was until I got your first letter and you made me wanna be a better person. A person that deserves you love and your kind words.

Some people believe that all things happen for a reason and if things are meant to be, they will happen. However not all things are as simple as they may seem. I believe that if you want something to happen, then you have to make them happen, and that's why I am going to go out on the limb here and asked you this question.

Meet with me? Just once. Please... Let me see the real person behind the love letters that I have fallen hopelessly in love with.

Whatever you decide is fine. I will understand if you are not ready to show yourself to me, just know that I am not going anywhere. But just think about how things could be if you decided to finally show me who you are. We could be happy, together.

I would finally know how it feels to hold you in my arms...

I would finally know what it's like to kiss your lips...

I would finally know what it's like to feel your love...

Think about it...

It's all I ask of you.

"I would rather do something and find out that it was the wrong thing, than never know if it was the right thing." ~ Anonymous.

Oh, and I almost forgot to tell you, I love you too...

Your Angel,

William R. Horton

Just as I finished up my letter and placed it in an envelope, someone knocked at my door.

"Come in, it's opened", I said as I hurried to place the letter inside my folder.

I lifted my eyes to see who it was, "Oh, hey Sonny. What brings you by this after noon?"

"Uh, hello", his voice trembled, "I...I just wanted to return this to you", he said as he handed my shirt over to me, accidentally brushing his hand against mine, when I noticed his hands were shaking furiously.

"Thank you, but seriously, there was no rush."

"I know, I...I just wanted to give it back to you as soon as possible", he explained and I noticed is face looked a little flushed.

I could help but wonder if he was feeling alright.

"Hey, you okay, buddy? You look a little pale just know", I said as I walk out from behind my desk and headed towards him, "Here, take a seat. Let me get you some water", I offered as I led him over to the sofa so he could rest a few minutes.

"You don't have to, I'll be fine, really!", he said as if I was trying to find a reason to leave.

"Yeah, says a man who looks like he's about to pass out. I'll be right back", I left before he even had the chance to object.

I walked out of the office and grabbed him a glass of water from the serving kart outside the office and return almost immediately, "Here, drink this", I said as I passed over the glass over to him.

"Thanks, but you didn't really need to, I'm just a little light-headed, that's all", he smiled and took a drink from the glass.

"Have you eaten at all today?", I asked in concern. Buy why? His well being never bothered me before? What changed?

"No", he answered shyly, "I was going to grab something later this afternoon. I should go now before the cafeteria closes."

He got up and placed the glass on the corner of my desk and headed towards the door, "Thanks for the water and for the shirt."

"You're welcome. Listen, I was wording if you're free later today, that maybe we could, I don't know, work on the p..."

But before I could finish asking him if he wanted to work on the final proposal this evening, Chad walked in an interrupter our conversation. Great timing!

"Hey Horton. What's up?", Chad asked as he made his way over to the sofa and threw himself on it.

"Nothing, I was just...Never mind. Sonny was just leaving."

"Yeah, I was just leaving. Thanks again, Mr. Horton. I'll see you around", Sonny said looking disappointed. He smiled at me, turned around and walked out the door.

"What the hell was that all about?", Chad asked, "Thanks again, Mr. Horton", Chad teased.

I found myself scrambling for words trying to explain myself to Chad. Because honest to god, I really had no idea what this was all about.

"Sonny just came by to drop off my shit", I explained without making a big deal out of it.

"Your shirt? Is there something you forgot to tell me?", Chad said and wiggles his eye brows, looking rather amused by what he's just witnessed.

"It's not like that. I accidentally bumped into him this morning and spilled his coffee all over his shirt. I offered him the spare I had in my bag. That's all it was. Nothing more", I said, hoping Chad would let it go.

"Since when did you become such a caring person?"

"Since, I decided to stop being friends with you. No offense", I joked.

"None taken!", Chad laughed, "So, are you hitching a ride with me after work?"

"No, I'm actually gonna stay here and work on the proposal. It's due on Monday and I would rather no work on it all week-end. I'll just grab a cab when I'm done."

"Suite yourself", Chad said as he got up off the couch, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Don't work to hard now Mr. Horton", he chuckled and left my office.

"Jerk!"

It was already sis thirty, and most of the office workers were gone home for the rest of the evening. It was getting a little late and I was actually starting to get a little hungry. So I decided to go down stairs to pick up a few things from the vending machine.

When I returned, I noticed a small package was left on the corner of my desk with a letter attached to it. It was addressed to; William R. Horton.

I quickly locked the door on my way in and scrambled to open the package. I smiled with anticipation that this little package was from my Anonymous.

And it was.

Inside the package was a folded black blind fold, "What the...", I said to myself as I brushed my fingers momentarily over the silky material.

I pushed it aside for the time being and opened up the letter.

Dear Angel,

I start this letter off with a quote from Anonymous.

"If it is meant to be, our hearts will find each other when we meet. And if our hearts melt together so will our bodies and souls. Then every word and every touch will fuel our passion flame. I will be yours, you will be mine, and we will be one." ~ Anonymous.

With that said my Angel, you win. As I cannot deny you your single wish.

I Will agree to meet with you, but only under one simple condition.

You must promise me that you will do exactly as I say.

Follow the stair case that leads you to the stars, it will lead you to exactly where my heart will be waiting for you.

When you get there, blind yourself from the light, for there your prince will be waiting for you impatiently in the night.

Seven o'clock, don't keep me waiting...

Love always,

Your Anonymous

After reading my letter, I quickly looked down at me watch and realized it was already six forty-five and with hardly no time to spare. I grabbed my jacket off the chair when I realized that I had no idea where I was suppose to go. I reached for the letter and read it over and over until it finally occurred to me what he meant by the stair case to the stars, "That's it! The roof top", I smiled and grabbed the blind fold off the desk and practically ran all the way there.