The kiss - a chenford story

Part 4

Grey took her with to the hospital, where Tamara had gone into surgery. She had to do a little check-up, too.

"Hey, what happened? You ok?"

Lucy was in a storm of feelings when she heard Tim's worried voice.
Surprise, fear, sadness, happiness, shock, confusion.

"Uh... yeah, I'm good..."

She looked at him and put on a weak smile.

He didn't know what to do.
He knew he had hurt her, even when he hadn't really wanted it.
What he knew was, he wanted her. More than everyone or everything else.
"Ok."

He then just said and sat down next to her.

"What are you doing?"

She looked at him, asking.

"I don't let you wait alone. I'm keeping your company."

He said with a slight smile on his face.
She didn't know what to feel, so she simply accepted it and a light smile on her face appeared.Two hours later, Lucy had fallen asleep on Tamaras bed. Silently, Angela entered the room and looked at them.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Tim answered back and smiled at her.

Then Angela looked at Tim with a look that said,'What happened between you and Lucy?'
Tim sighed.

"Yesterday in her flat... we, we practiced..."

"Practiced?"

Angela didn't get it.

"For being a couple, you know... eh..."

She raised an eyebrow.

"God, we kissed!"

He whispered-screamed to not wake up Lucy.

Angela was about to say something, but Tim interprupped her.

"And when she wanted to talk with me about the 'deepness' of that kiss, I..."

He sighed when he let that horribly morning go through his mind again.

"I screwed up. Said the wrong things and hurt her."

He shook his head when he realised something.

"It was my fault. She was exhausted and mad... she wouldn't have been driving away if I hadn't-"