Prompt : Guilt
Pairing: Sam-:-Leah
I paced and paced around the dining room table, wearing an imaginary hole into the carpet. With my hands twisted in my too short, jet black hair, the thoughts floated through my mind. I couldn't tell her. There was no way I could tell her. I sighed, turned in the other direction and continued pacing.
This was not up to me; I hadn't foreseen this. If I had known then what I knew now, I wouldn't have let it get this far. Too far…
I had promised her so much. I had wanted to give her everything. But that was before she came around. This was wrong, so wrong, in so many ways.
The kitchen door opened lightly and there she stood.
"Leah…I…"
I couldn't.
I couldn't tell her. Not just yet. Her eyes searched my face for any sign of the words I was about to speak, but I shook my head.
This was not the right time to bring the news. It would to break her, maybe even destroy her.
I'd delay it…for now.