Through All Ages 2

85th

I arrived in the back and it was all black. No people, no one. I was alone.

Wasn't there someone waiting for me here? Was I really supposed to meet Ric? Where was he then?

I looked around again but there was no one. Just me.
Great. What should I do now?
There had to be someone here, right?

My eyes searched the area, I was really the only one yet.
Should I wait?
I was so nervous and impatient, I couldn't just wait. I had to do something...

Then, finally, a tall, slim siluette appeared in the dark.
Oh my God, was that Ric? Was that it? Was I gonna die now? Yeah, yeah, I knew, I was so dramatic. That's so dumb, I know.
But seriously, Ric was dangerous, how could I defend myself?

The siluette came closer and I saw a piece of hair color. It was... Brown. Ric had black and red hair. Did he dye his hair? Can he shapeshift like me? Oh, my God, I was so scared. My hands were shaky, I tried to hide them in my clothes.
What will happen next?
Will he hurt me now?
Will he attack me?

His hair looked wild like I remembered last time he attacked me, a wild hair style. His eyes... Curious. A curious look in his eyes.

He streched his hand out for me.
Oh shit.
I tried to walk backwards but I felt like frozen.
Was it cold in here? With so many people in the club? However, I was in the back, it could be colder.

His hand reached my arm.
"Hey", a soft voice said.
"Hey Kira"
"Let's go outside."

I stood on the sidewalk next to the street outside the club. It really was him. He looked just as I remembered him, the last time I saw him. The same eyes, his face and smooth skin. Just his hair was a little wilder. What did he got through?
Still... It was Martin.
I missed his smile and the look in his eyes, when he glared at me, full of love.

He seemed nervous, he longly prepared what he was about to say to me.
"Where were you? Why did you disappear? Were you kidnapped? Did someone hurt you?", I asked, I couldn't contain myself. I had so many questions.

"I... To be honest... I was... I was a coward... I didn't... I should have...", he started insecurely.
"What?", I was confused.
"I... I ran away", he seemed like a little kid who admitted to his mum that he made a mistake and skipped school or something.

"... Why?...", was all I could say.
"I... I was... afraid...", he began.
"Of what? Of me?", the fear of that he could have seen me change my age and being afraid of me, because I was different, formed in me.
"No... I was afraid of... Of falling in love... with you", Martin admitted stummering.

Now I was complidly confused.
"What?... I thought... you... you... That you already loved me... We were dating and... Everything...", I didn't know what else to say. My heart beated till my neck. It was very loud.

"I was afraid to love... Really love someone. You... You are special... And I really liked you... But in the past... Every time I loved someone... and... And I was about to offically start a relationship, you know... After dating... When it gets serious... Every time... Something goes wrong... and...", he broke up and a tear rolled down his face.

"What do you mean? Something goes wrong?", I questioned surprised. I felt with him. He was so sad and insecure, it threatened to break my heart.

Martin explained: "I'm afraid of... being happy. Every time when I'm happy... with someone, there is... something that distroys that happiness, you know?
I know... it sounds dumb but... I was afraid to really get together with you... and to tell you that I loved you, because I was afraid of messing it up...", he made a little break again but started again before I could say, or react to it.

"There is always something going horribly wrong when I'm happy and when everything seems to be okay. I'm not afraid of problems or something, I can solve them but... When there is a terrible accident, or someone dies, or loses their job, or a loved pet, or their car breaks down... or they have to pay a lot of money because of something, or... they get into a bad fight... It's always the same. I was afraid that something bad would happen to you too. So, I... I ran away."

Martin paused. He looked really sad, apologatic and ashamed. He probably wished that he could change things and turn back time.

"I actually wanted to protect you from my... so-called... bad luck, I guess. I... I just wanted your best... I know I should have told you but... This... This is so hard for me. I know, I was such a coward. I should have told you about this... I'm so sorry. I hope you can forgive me one day... "

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