Chapter 6

I glance nervously around as he unlocks the blue door which leads to his flat...our flat...my new home. I see Stacey Slater pushing her baby in the pram, Jean chasing after her. I see Bianca and Ricky having a row about something, she is screaming at him. I don't see my family.

He pushes open the door and I follow him up the stairs. It feels strange being here again. The last time I was here, inside this flat, I had promised myself to him. He was going to leave, move to Florida with his mother. I had begged him to stay, and afterwards, we made love, our connecting bodies fueling our love. I had let him down though, betrayed that promise. But then he betrayed my trust, revealing our relationship to Amira and then to my community. I was angry at him and I held onto that anger, let it fester inside me. Without seeing him, that anger soon turned into a sense of great loss. I had driven him to what he did, I can see that. I can only hope he can forgive me, that we can forgive each other.

"Well, here we are, home at last", he smiles, taking my hand and closing the door behind me. I drop my small bag, full of my scant posessions, on the floor and place my hands around his waist, breathing in his scent. He smells exactly like I remember.

"Thank you", I return the grin and we hold eye contact. I love his eyes. They say you can tell a lot about a person through their eyes, what they are thinking, how they really feel. I know, by looking into his eyes that he in the one. I have been so lost without him.

I sense that he wants to say something to me but is holding back, scared he might ruin this perfect moment between us. Through my eyes, I implore him to tell me.

"Sy. I think you should go to the polic-"

"No, Christian. I can't face it. Nothing happened, okay. He tried to but he didn't". I remove my hands from his waist and walk over to the sofa, flopping down on it. I am so tired.

"Sy, I-"

"Don't spoil it", I implore him, our emerald green and chocolate brown eyes connecting, like the green of the grass and the brown of the earth.

He moves to sit down next to me and I shift over. "Sorry, Sy. I just want to look after you", he admits, his voice breaking.

"I know you do", I take his hand and join our fingertips together. "It's us, now. Forever"

"Forever, Sy"

He leans over and captures my smile in his.

The End