Memories and Strangers (A danisnotonfire fanfic )

14: Trouble

Claires POV

I opened the door for Tom and he rushed in. He stood opposite of me, running his hand hectically through his dark blond hair. I noticed, that his hand was shaking.

"What is it?", is asked, while closing the door quietly, not to wake anyone up. It was already 11pm.

I looked at Tom questioning. He was standing in the hallway of our flat and looked a little lost.

He opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but closed it again. Then he quickly looked over into the lounge, as if he wanted to check if anyone was there.

"Hey", I said, taking a step towards him.

"Can we sit down?", he asked. He was a little out of breath. "I have to tell you something. This is not easy for me. I am afraid you won’t like what I am about to say but please, hear me out.".

I looked at him confused, pulling him into the lounge.

"But at first I want to tell you, that you", he stroke his long fingers across my cheek, "you alone changed me into the man sitting in front of you. And I want you to know that I really regret what the other person inside of me did".

He paused and for a split second a hint of madness flashed up in his eyes. Fear creeped up inside of me, but I quickly shook it off.

He won't be a serial killer, I thought to myself, but still there was a little voice inside of me, telling me to be careful.

"Don't freak out. OK? Promise me." I suddenly wasn't sure if I still knew that person in front of me.

"Alright. I promise". He took a deep breath and looked into my eyes intensely. In his gaze, there was nothing but love.

"I want to start in my early childhood. I grew up with an alcoholic mother and a violent father. When I was ten my father killed my mom and was sent to jail. I was sent into an orphanage and at the age of fourteen I got a letter from a university. ". My eyes widened in shock. " I was a clever child and this so called uni realised it. When I got there I quickly noticed they wouldn't teach me anything about medicine, like they told me. They were forming criminals. Assassins" What?! I instantly slid an inch away from him. I wasn't sure what to think.

"They taught me how to kidnap and kill people without getting noticed by the government. Please listen. I did many bad things, that I don't want you to know about. And I'm not proud about it either.

Last year I was told to kill a whole family. There was an employee in Germany that ran away from his duties. I was told to kill his family to make him come back". I breathed in shakily, my eyes were filling up with tears. Who was that man I used to love? What did he do?

"Shh. I love you. Always remember that” He paused and waited until I calmed down again.

“OK. So, I got the order to kill that family. A wife a daughter, a son. With the last name Werner". Fay. Fay Werner. Farfalla Werner. I gasped.

"I set their house on fire. The mother and the son died. The daughter was rescued by a fireman.

I called the fire brigade, because I felt remorse. In that moment I realised first that what I was doing wasn’t right. But my boss and the money he gave me somehow seemed more important.

Yes, I was payed for these things. I still am.

It took a while after I realised, that what i did was bad. I was told what I do was right. I thought it was helping for justice. I didn't know these people were innocent. Believe me, I didn't. I didn't know what love meant. I was never shown. Until some days ago. Until I met you. You showed me". Hot teardrops were dripping into my scarf. I didn't bother wiping them away. Did he kill Fay? Please, let her be alive. Please!