Chapter 51

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Moira and Nikki spent the whole day reading Nikki's poems. When Moira put the last piece of art back to the others, she sighed in amazement.
"So... What do you think? I honestly hate most of those but-"
"Nikki, you're incredibly talented. You should have become an artist. So sad it never happened."
"That's my biggest regret in life."
"Imagine if your dreams had become true."
"Well, I have another dream now."
"And what is it?"
"You. You're my dream, you're my inspiration and you're the reason I still breathe."
"Nikki, we can't be together."
"I know that very well. That's why you're my dream. My dreams never come true but at least they're mine. And so are you."
"Nikki, please don't do this to me."
"What?"
"Talking like a lover."
"But I am a lover. I'm your lover. I want you to feel my love burning you. I may be a bad person. I may be a murderer. I may be an useless piece of shit, but please don't rob me of my dream. It's the only thing that I don't want to lose."
"Nikki, what am I supposed to do?"
"You don't need to do anything. Just let me kiss you. I barely remember the last kiss we shared. I need a new one. A fresh one. One that I will never forget."

Moira couldn't resist it anymore. She tried her best not to give herself in to any temptation, but Nikki wanted her so bad, he couldn't stop looking at her lips. He looked like a small boy who wanted candies before dinner.
"Nikki, I can't do this."
"Do you love me still?" Nikki asked with a voice of the boy he mentally turned into. Moira started crying.
"No, don't cry Moira. Look at me." Nikki grabbed her shoulders.
"Don't do this to me." She cried out. Nikki opened his arms wide and Moira leaned her head on his chest yet again.
"Why are you crying still? I told you I wouldn't hurt you anymore. Don't cry, please." Moira suddenly pulled herself away from him.
"I tried to... I swear to God I tried so bad to stop loving you. But it just didn't work out."
"I know you tried your best. I mean... Why should I be loved? I'm such a monster." Nikki got up and walked away from Moira. But Moira suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him back.
"Where are you going?"
"You wanted me to leave you alone, right? Okay, I'll leave you alone. I'm really tired of this."
"But I-"
"Make your decision already. You say you want me one moment and make me feel useless the next. You know what? You're just like my mother. No wonder why I feel so bad."

Nikki finally got out of the room. He locked up the door and went down the basement to check on Tommy. When he removed the tape from Tommy's mouth, Tommy started:
"So... Moira is here. You're gonna kill her too?"
"Don't waste your words for bullshit."
"Then why is she here?"
"None of your business."
"Oh, let me guess. You still love her, right? But you killed her sister and now she's hating you."
"Shut up, Tommy."
"YOU ARE SICK. ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? GO AND THROW YOURSELF OFF OF A BRIDGE. MOIRA WILL NEVER LOVE YOU."
"SHUT UP. SHUT THE FUCK UP. SHE LOVES ME."
"She will never love such a scoundrel like you. Look at yourself. So scared and pathetic."
"Well, at least I'm not tied up."
"You think so?"
"What do you mean?"
"Of course you're tied up. Your brain can't cope with the fact that Moira will never give herself in to your caresses, right? No wonder why you're so mad. She's not allowing you to touch her, huh? Haha, I guess you lost your ability to seduce women, huh?"
"SHUT UP." Nikki left Tommy alone again. When he made his way to his room he remembered Moira was there. Then he stopped in front of the door and started crying. Maybe Tommy was right. Maybe Moira would never want him the way he wanted her.

Nikki was sobbing so loud that Moira actually heard him. Then she said:
"Nikki? Unlock the door."
"I'm so sorry Moira. I sh-shouldn't have done it."
"Nikki, come here." Nikki couldn't stop crying. When he reached the doorknob with his shaking hand, he unlocked the door. But he was shaking so bad he couldn't open it. All of a sudden, Nikki saw the doorknob moving. Moira opened the door and saw Nikki's reddened face. Then she gasped.
"Nikki, come here." Moira grabbed his shaking hand and pulled him in the room. When she closed the door behind her, she led Nikki to the bed.
"Hey, psycho lover, look at me." Nikki didn't laugh at all. He couldn't even look her in the eyes.
"Come on, you can't be serious. Just look at me." Nikki sighed in desperation. But Moira didn't give up.
"Hmm, let's read some of your poems shall we?" Moira brought the suitcase from under the bed and opened it.

"Now what we have here... "Rocketship"? I don't remember reading this..." Nikki suddenly took the paper from her hands.
"No, don't read it. It's- it's unfinished." Moira started giggling. When Nikki heard her laugh for the first time in months, he looked at her smiling face. He couldn't believe it.
"Haa, there you are. Let's play Monopoly or maybe cards."
"You laughed?"
"Hahaha, you're such a kid. Come on, let's do something together."
"Um, I-I don't know."
"Let's play some music."
"Music? You want to listen to music?"
"Of course I want."
"I have an acoustic guitar."
"Really? Oh my God, why you didn't tell me earlier?" Nikki went to the closet and pulled out the acoustic guitar.
"Give it to me."
"You can play?"
"Meh, maybe some cords." Moira took the guitar and started singing while playing.

It doesn't pay to try,
All the smart boys know why,
It doesn't mean I didn't try,
I just never know why.
Feel so cold and all alone,
Cause baby, you're not at home.
And when I'm home
Big deal, I'm still alone.
Feel so restless, I am,
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense,
Down in my bones.
And even though they don't show,
The scars aren't so old
And when they go,
They let you know
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try

"Wow. Th-that was amazing."
"One of my favorites. But I'm not a good singer. I think it's your turn, rockstar."
"But don't laugh at me. I can't sing very well."
"Come on, I sang like a donkey."
"I still loved it."
"Sing what you want."

Fly to the moon,
We'll take my rocketship,
It's outta sight,
Oh so outta sight.
Leave your head,
Check into this time,
Check your mind,
Let your sparkle shine.
Pass the sun,
Say goodbye to everyone,
We'll fall in love,
As we pass the sun.
Hang from a star,
Forget just who we are,
It's outta sight,
Oh so outta sight.
From the moon,
To the stars,
To the sun,
Baby I'm in love.

"Nikki, that- that was beautiful."
"You liked it?"
"This is "Rocketship" right?"
"Yup. I wrote this when I saw your smile earlier today."
"Wait, you wrote it just like that?"
"Yes, I did." All of a sudden, Moira kissed his lips.

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