Like Minds - To my beloved Maraclea

Chapter 25 - Apologize

Nigel:

The following morning Nigel was gone, visiting his mother for the weekend. All he left was a broken glass vial from his desk, which he'd thrown on the floor in anger. Nigel had wisely seperated himself from Alex, before he'd kill the one person that he needed.

Alex:

The next morning I stood up. I had barely slept, what explained the dark circles under my eyes. As I wanted to give an apologize to Nigel, not really sure why, I suddenly realized he was gone. I held my breath when I stood in his doorway. The thought of suicide went once through my mind. Of course he wouldn't do that. Not after all we had been through, together. I had placed my head against the doorframe, staring at the broken glass on the ground. His room was quite a mess - which was a miracle because Nigel was terribly neat. A guilty feeling rushed through my stomach again, I felt terrible. I had sighed deeply while walking further into his bedroom - taking the effort to clean up his room as it used to be. After I had done that, I had sat in the place Nigel showed me once. The one near to the graveyard were Josh lay - and probably Susan too, soon.

- One day later -

It was Sunday, late in the afternoon, and Nigel should come back from where ever he had been soon. I sat down on the stone little wall in front of the school, leaning with my head against the stone pillar - a place where Nigel had walked before, the day I gave him that rainbow bruise on his jawline. I stared emotionless in front of me, like the old Alex had came back for his entirety.

I waited for Nigel, to be honest. I waited for him to come back. I wanted to apologize so badly, even though he probably wouldn't take it, though.

Nigel:

Eventually, at sunset, Nigel walked through the gate at the other side of the square. In his left hand he held the suitcase that contained everything he needed for another two weeks. He'd probably visit his mother again in one week, he really had missed her and vice versa, but he always packed for two weeks just to be certain.

It took a while for him to see Alex waiting for him. He nearly passed him too, if it wasn't for the feeling that took over his mind every time Alex was near. He stopped abruptly and turned to Alex who hadn't moved from his spot. Carefully, without breaking eye contact, Nigel put down his suitcase. He didn't say anything, though, waiting for Alex to speak first.

Alex:

I didn't noticed Nigel at the first case, though. I almost felt asleep by the way I sad. Clumsy, though, but somewhere also very comfortable. When I blinked a few times, trying to get my eyes better opened because of the sunlight, I suddenly saw someone standing in front of me. It took me a few seconds, though, before I realized who was standing in front of me. I pressed myself up, pursing my lips and staring him straight in the eyes. Suddenly I seemed to forgot everything what I wanted to say. The whole speech that repeated in my head so many time this weekend.

'Hi,' I greeted him briefly and withdrawn, ashamed by thinking of the things that happened. I stared at his big suitcase, wondering if he travelled far, or anything.

'Nigel,' I mumbled in a sigh. 'I-' I stammered. 'I want to apologize, for what I did to you, Friday night.'

Nigel:

He pursed his lips and quickly shook his head. His face remained as emotionless as before. It took him quite some time to lock up the emotions again too.

"You don't have to. It's not your fault. I should have known better. I didn't understand and I got caught up in the moment but I know now that I didn't mean anything I said that night."