Allison turned around and looked right at me. I hated that she was looking at me because it made me feel ten times guiltier than I already felt. I could see her thinking and I knew that she had an idea of what I had done.
Slowly, she began to walk towards me and I looked down at the ground, completely ashamed of myself. She stopped in front of me and I could feel her staring at my hand. Slowly, I put the crushed locket in her hand and waited for her response. I was scared out of my mind and I felt worse than anyone will ever know.
“H-How?...W-Why?” Her voice was shaking and that’s when I truly realized how bad what I had done was.
I owed her an explanation but how would I explain this to her? “I-I don’t know. I just…I woke up and I-I didn’t see you there a-and I thought I lost you and I just couldn’t lose you again… I saw the locket on your dresser and it was like it was mocking me… It brought up times where things weren’t hard… When we weren’t broken… I couldn’t handle it… I just crushed it in my hand before I realized what I was doing… I’m so sorry I know what it meant to you” I stared straight at her whispering the explanation. Obviously it wasn’t the best but it was so hard to tell her when her faced looked like that. I could just see the pain and it killed me inside.
I watched as Allison straightened out the picture which was the only thing that made it out whole. I knew that she was just trying to fix it but she couldn’t. I had ruined it and she had the right to be pissed at me.
“It’s okay.” Allison sighed. Was she joking? I wasn’t okay with that, Allison should have been angry, it was NOT okay!
“What?” I asked seriously, “Allison I know you love me but you don’t have to forgive me every time I mess up.” It was true, just because you love someone doesn’t mean that you can never get upset with them. “You can be mad. I want you to be mad. I’ve been waiting for you to realize I keep hurting you. I-“
Allison stopped me mid-sentence, “You do it all the time with me.”
I looked up at her confused, “What?” She walked over to the counter and set the locket down before turning back around. I watched as she did so.
She grabbed my hands before speaking. “You forgive me. When I almost killed Derek and his pack- you forgave me.” I wanted to interrupt and tell her that it wasn’t her fault because Gerard had manipulated her, but she would find some way to counter that back at me. “When I told my family things I shouldn’t have – you forgave me. When I broke up with you all you did was say how you knew we’d be together and again you forgave me.” Was she serious? I didn’t have anything to forgive her for; it was okay because I knew what she was going through. “When I-“
I stopped her, not wanting to hear anymore, “Allison…” I sighed at her.
Allison looked at me and began speaking again, “I love you Scott McCall and I don’t care if you’ve been doing things that I shouldn’t forgive you for because I know who the real Scott McCall is. He’s kind…” She placed a gentle kiss on my neck, my eyes shut instantly. “and gentle…” She placed another kiss on my neck. This was not fair, she knew this was my weakness and I didn’t like her using that against me at the moment. I wouldn’t let her take over me, I would keep fighting and I would make sure she became angry with me. “and…” She kissed me once more and I couldn’t fight back anymore. Allison had me in a trance and I hated her for it. “Not a killer.” She kissed my neck again, finishing her sentence.
My breathing quickened as I tried to resist but I just couldn’t. Allison’s hands were now on my cheeks and before I knew it, her lips were pressed against mine gently. I didn’t want to do this; I wanted Allison to be yelling at me, not kissing me. I had just ruined her locket for god’s sake why wasn’t she angry?! After a while, I just let out a sigh before parting my lips slowly. I was still trying to fight back when Allison’s tongue met mine. That’s when I just gave in, I couldn’t handle it anymore. The feeling of her tongue against mine was too much, I couldn’t help myself. She knew just how to break me.
My hands ran slowly down to Allison’s waist as we kissed gently. It wasn’t intense; I wouldn’t let it be even if Allison tried, it was just a sweet gentle, forgiving kiss. I hated it, but I couldn’t stop it. Finally, I was able to pull myself together and pull out of the kiss. Although I pulled out of the kiss, it didn’t mean I didn’t want to be with her. My arms were wrapped around her tightly before she could even move.
“Time for breakfast!” I yelled, a rush of happiness filling inside me. I was going to take advantage of this moment because I knew it would not last long.
Allison looked at me like she was shocked, “What?” I asked her. “I’m starving and I make the best scrambled eggs! Plus I got kissed by the love of my life after I thought I lost her I think I can be happy right now.” Okay so maybe I was over playing it a tiny bit but I just wanted Allison to cheer up as well.
She laughed as I smiled at her slightly and then scooped her up into my arms, setting her on one of the kitchen stools. I was about to make Allison the best damn breakfast she had ever had.
