I'm in front of the computer, even before I opened my eyes.
I emailed Victor, and told him about yesterday. I told him where I am.
He replied a few minutes later, saying his on his way.
While waiting, I start searching for that place.
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The doorbell rang. I hurried to answer it.
When I opened the door, I was greeted by a handsome guy, about the same age as me, wearing casual clothes and a smile to die for.
"Elizabeth?"
I hugged him. I didn't realize I was waiting for him all morning and all day yesterday. The longing caught up with me and made me cry.
He held me close to his body, whispering reassuring thoughts, and caressing my hair. I sobbed harder.
"I was so scared. I thought I might never see you again." I told him. "I'm so sorry for not going to you yesterday."
"Don't be silly, whatever happens I'm here. Always." He said to me over and over again until I calmed enough to let go of him.
"Now let's help this poor girl from her kidnapers.
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We found out the reasons behind the kidnaping and the identity of the kidnapers. We also found out the place where Alexandria was being held captive.
We only called the police, we can't risk going to a police station, and they might get suspicious as to where we got all the information.
Then we wait.
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"When did it start for you?" Victor asked me. We're lying down the floor, being us, being ourselves not having to lie.
The television open but muted, as we wait for the news of Alexandria's rescue.
"I honestly don't know when. I just thought that it was not the start of something but it's the thing I can't have."
"The thing you can't have?"
"I always believed that you can't have it all. There would always be a something you lack, money, looks, intelligence, and other many things. For me the something I lack is a body. I always thought that I'm the only one who lacks a body, but now that I met you, I found out I wasn't alone.
I never talked like this before. I feel vulnerable. I feel so open. This feeling is scary and nice. Being with Victor always feel like a roller coaster, the twist and turns, the different emotions I feel, all of it made the time we spent together worthwhile.
"What about you? What is the thing that you lack?"
"I was told by an old lady that the thing I lack was the ability to feel. I show emotions, but I don't feel them within me. I started changing bodies for me to learn how to feel and..."
"And?"
"And learn about love."
"Really?"
"Yes, I swear on the River Styx it's true."
"I believe you, so how's it going? Learned anything yet?" I asked him.
"A lot already actually."
"Like?"
"Selflessness."
"What about it?"
"People tend to do everything they can for the one they love even if it means letting go. I've seen it in action a lot of times. Giving up your own happiness in exchange for the happiness of your loved one. It's better seeing them happy but away from us rather than beside us but crying."
His words made my heart ache. It's as if he's letting me go, when in reality he wants me to stay. It's as if he's hurting, and he doesn't want me to know. His words made me think that all he wants for me is to be happy.
We've only started, but why do I feel like he's saying goodbye?
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General Fiction"Love is never an easy thing. It's a journey to one's happiness. An expedition to find peace. You would experience hardships beyond your comprehension. Your patience will be tested to it's limits. You will know pain. A kind of pain that can render y...