His Last Smile ( Sequel To His Last Joke)

Talon 48

~ Chapter 3 ~

  I was pretty shaken up by what I'd seen under the bridge and I barely made it to work that day. I thought that I was going to start forgetting him but it seems like his memory is refusing to leave my brain. He wasn't going to allow me to forget him. He wasn't someone who was meant to be forgotten. What I couldn't understand was why I had imagined him with shorter hair and no make up and only as a mere carrier man. Perhaps my brain was just aching for some normality. 

The way he looked at me though was what shook me to the bone. It was the exact way he used to look at me and I'd never thought his memory would be so vivid in my brain. Every bit of him was there. He caught my glance and I couldn't handle holding his so I ducked behind the pillar and when I had regained my strength, everything was gone. The boat, the men, the packages, and Jack. 

Had they only been a figment of my imagination as well? Was I now creating whole scenes just to rationalise his being? 

Only one thing was certain to me: that what I've felt of pain for his loss, was only the beginning.

* Jack's P.O.V. *

I have seen her. 

My Angel, she was there on the docks.

She'd seen me as well but then she hid. Knowing her, she probably thought she was hallucinating. 

But I saw her! She was there! But it's too soon..oh it's way too soon!

She can't know that I'm alive right now, that would put her in danger.

She can't get involved with these people they're already threatening to take her from me and I won't let that happen again.

But God dammit! I've missed that kid! 

I should've thought quicker than that, I shouldn't have held her gaze for more than a split second but the way she looked..the state she was in..she completely crumbled. 

My supposed death has brought so much upon her that I think I finally broke that stone hard will and stubbornness of her's..

But I know for a fact that she'll get stronger. Oh she will get way stronger but we just have to give her time.

She'll grow more defensive and closed up. She'll fortify herself even stronger than before.

She'll learn to hate me for haunting her..and if she finds out I'm still alive and I've dragged her through this..she might just kill me.

But I'll come for you, Angel! I just need more time..

And I hope that when I do, you won't come stabbing at me.. I really hope she finds it within her big heart to understand and forgive me one last time. I keep promising that I won't hurt her and yet I keep doing it. She's too fragile for my lifestyle. Heck, a 95 pound wrestler is too fragile for my lifestyle..

Perhaps she's better off without me in her life..perhaps she can finally be.."normal".

I just hope that I can accept her being normal..

Getting the job of her dreams, a husband and kids waiting for her at home. And she comes back they'll rush to hug her and hear all about her day and her eyes will light up and she'll choke up on words as she rushes to gush about everything because she'll always love whatever she does, no matter how hard or depreciating it is. Then late at night maybe she'd open up to her husband about her real problems but she'll brush them off because she doesn't want to bring him down. She'll be in his arms all night and she'd actually feel safe for once.. and- No.