Fall from Innocence

by CharlRhodes

Francis and Arthur are made for each other. Fascinated by eighteenth century literature, smarts, cynical, they are sure they don't belong in this time. And especially a burning desire to assert their omnipotence. So what better to become the Vicomte de Valmont and the Marquise de Merteuil? Some rules, many prey maximum trophies. They are masters of a cruel and dangerous game.

28. Letter 26

Letter 26

Feliciano to Arthur

Locker No. 246

Arthur I accept everything. I accept to hide to kiss you. I accept watching German movies in black and white without sitting next to you, just to see your profile in the dark. But if you fly away to the exit without even thinking about devoting myself ten minutes of your precious time, I do not. You forbid me to call you. But you do not know what it is to wait a whole evening for you to call. You say you do not like the phone, then I open and shut my locker thirty times a day hoping to find there one of your little notes. Niente. E dichi que mi ami? Volubile principe, I'm afraid your statements mean absolutely nothing, not even for you.

From English class, September 25 19**