I walked through her front door as the thought of kissing her popped into his head. But I brushed it aside. There were more important things on the table of discussion and I couldn’t stall that. She was in the living room with a cup of tea and a book in her lap. I watched her luscious lips and almost gave into temptation. But I didn’t. I cleared my throat and she put the book down to face me. She was in all white which made her seem really innocent. I didn’t let it fool me.
“Hey” I softly said. She looked a bit shaken. At least I know I was not alone in my sorrows. Not that I originally thought myself to be. The only time I saw her happy was when she danced.
“I am afraid.” She commented. Her eyes quickly began glass.
“Of what?” I asked more than willing to help.
“Not making it…” She replied.
“Not making what? The Dean’s List.” I replied sarcastically.
“I’m serious.” She said.
“I know.” I understood. To prove it, I placed my hand on hers.
“What if it doesn’t all work out?” She asked.
“It will.” I decided.
“It is so hard.” She explained.
“I know, but it will all be okay.” I encouraged.
“It hurts.” She said getting a little choked up. I pulled her into a hug to which she held on tightly. She was strong but in reality she was nothing more than an insecure, industrious, innovative woman. I loved her in my arms and couldn’t bear to complain about my life. At least I know I would eat next year and still have a job some how. This poor girl was trying to establish something of herself. And I didn’t help.
“I’m sorry.” I finally said. She pulled away enough to look into my eyes.
“You’re sorry? I am the one who is sorry. I have been nothing but a self centered bitch.” She commented.
“You are not a self centered bitch.” I argued.
“I hurt you.” She cried.
“I’ll live. People get hurt, you should know that. Just will you please stop trying to get away from me. I can help you and will not stop until you are happy.” I explained. She nodded and buried her head in my chest. There was a chance. That is all I needed. She eventually feel asleep. I carried her to her room upstairs and joined her.