Writing 101 – Day 7, Give and Take
He felt her approaching.
He never expected to see her that day, it had been years since the last time they saw each other.
He was nervous, impatient. He almost felt like he was a child again.
The door opened, he saw a shadow entering the room. He stopped thinking, he held his breath.
She crossed the door and then he saw her.
She came close to him, he did not move. She stood right in front of him, and all he could do was stared at her.
―What are you doing here? ―She asked.
He did not answer, he kept staring at her.
―I do not like to repeat myself ―she said.
He wrapped his arms around her.
―What do you want from me? ―He did not reply, he continued holding her in his arms. He feared it was just a dream, that if he let her go she would disappear.
―I love you ―he said.
―I know that, I love you too and you know it ―she kept quiet for a moment―. You have not answered my question, tell me what are you doing here?
She got rid of his hug, and took two steps back.
He got surprised, but he did not show it, his face remained calm.
―I have missed you, I realised I cannot live without you. I thought I could do it, but the truth is that life without you is not enough.
He offered his hand to her, but she did not take it.
―The truth is that love is not enough ―she looked him in the eyes―. We cannot be together, there is no us. Leave this place and never come back. It should not be difficult, after all you already did that once. Have you forgotten?
He looked back at her, he saw pain but no doubt in her eyes.
―I made a mistake, I was wrong ―he said.
She took a step forward.
―You chose to see only a part of me: my past, the lives I took, the sins that I commited.
She took another step.
―I changed. I got rid from my vengeance. I paid for my mistakes. I cleaned my heart, I cleaned my soul. However you did not care about that. Do you think I do not know that I do not deserve to be alive? Also I know that my dead will not compensate all the damage that I made once. So all I have been doing is to help people, I have been trying to make this world a better one.
A tear slid down her cheek.
―You only see the dark inside me. And the worst is that you think you are better than me, but beneath that flesh and bones you are just like me: an assassin.
He wiped her tears carefully.
―I know what you were, I know what I was―he softened his expression―, and I do not care about it. I do not want your past. I want your present, I want your future.
He took her face into his hands and looked straight into her eyes.
―I know love is not enough. We need trust, patience, forgiveness, compromise, candour. We need so many things.
He hugged her one more time.
She could hear his breath on her ear.
A couple of seconds passed. She sighed and then wrapped her arms around him.
He held her tight. They enjoyed each other presence.
He separated slowly from her.
His left hand remained on her waist, his right hand caressed her cheek.
He leaned toward her. She started to close her eyes, then he did the same. And finally they had a tender kiss.
They opened their eyes at the same time. You could see a deep love between them.
He smiled at her, she did the same.
Then he asked:
―Would you marry me?