All Those Lies

27.Present

                                                          𝔼𝕍𝔼

Last few days weren't the best. I broke down in front of Rey. He's been really good. After all that happened, I never thought he would help me. He doesn't say so but his action does.

However all these feel new. I know it won't last long. We'll go back to our regular life but I want it to last longer. Things wouldn't change but by if any miracle we could undo all those. All those lies.

The steaks are ready. I'm waiting for Rey. I've prepared dinner for him just to say thanks. Nothing more I assure myself. It's just a fucking dinner.

I heard the sound of door unlocking. He is here. I am grinning like a silly kid.

He seems devastated, tired.
"Trouble in paradise?" I ask.
"Dunno 'bout the paradise but the trouble is right in front of me." He replied.
"Funny." I snort.
He looks around the dining table.
"Arrangement of poisoning me?" He asks.
"Nope. Don't ruin my mood."
"What's with the good mood?" He asks
"What's with the bad mood?" I question back.
He didn't answer. But goes to his room comes back again to eat.
"Did any of your criminal ran away?" I ask.
"No"
"Did your girlfriend ditch you?"
"No"
"No?"
"Don't have any."
"My bad Officer. I know I'm the last person you want to talk to and it's not that I'll listen to you anyway whatever."
I don't know what I was wondering. So I stop in the middle. Glad he didn't ask further. Man is really pissed up.

"It's good."
"What?" I ask in confusion.
"The food." Oh. He liked it? I followed his recipe. He had taught me years ago. Did he notice?
I badly need a drink. Steak without drink is a waste of time. But asking Rey seems like a crime.
He looks at me as if he knows what I'm thinking. He points at the kitchen cabinet.

"Want some?" I immediately regret asking thinking he might have his duty sooner or later. But he surprise me by pouring a glass for both of us.
"I'm on leave." I now know how badly he fucked up.

"You drank too much. Stop." His alcohol tolerant level was always low. I can see that it hasn't changes. He can't really drink.

"Who are you to stop....? " His eyes meet mine.

"Why you're so beautiful?" He is hella drunk.
"You think I'm beautiful? "
'Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. "
He grabs my waist and pulls me toward him. He grabs my neck. Not firm enough to take my breath way but far enough to take my resolution away.
"Do you have fucking idea how much I miss you? Huh? Did you miss me?" He traces his thumb over my lower lip. I'm short of breathe.
"Kiss me"
"You're drunk."
"Please kiss me. Please Eve. I can't take this punishment anymore. You're always in front of me, still I can't hold you. So close yet I can't kiss you. You fuck up my brain yet
I can't fuck you. You like this? You like tormenting me? Fine! Go away."
He release his grip and let me free. I don't know what to do what to say what to feel. I'm stuck at my place. I want to hold him. Kiss him badly.
He sits on the floor miserably. I can't take this anymore..

I run into his lap. I see tears in his eye. I immediately kiss him. Kiss him wet and hard. Seeing him cry breaks my heart.
"I missed you." He murmurs.
I let him kiss me again and again.

With great difficulty I have put him into bed. His arms are tightly wrapped around me. He said he won't let me go ever again. He called me beautiful a thousand times and my heart skipped a beat for a thousand time. I thought I was over him. Realizing that I still love him hurts more than anything knowing that we can never be together.