Secret Love

Chapter 2 - It's time

"My dear, come in." The voice said calmly. A voice that was old, small, and weak. I'm scared, but I move forward. My still to the ground. "Please, sit." He's sitting at a small table. I sit in the seat across from him. I feel like I can't breathe. "You can open your eyes now."
"Sir, I..." I don't know what to say. I'm too nervous and scared, but I can't let him know that. Then I feel a warm hand grasp my shoulder.
"It's okay. You'll be fine, then again I don't know what your here for."said a calm, young voice. I look up at who it is and I have no words. Dark, short, raven hair and navy blue eyes. He seemed familiar, but form where?
"Oh son, just in time." Said the older man. I look at home. Black hair, wrinkled skin, and black eyes. He said son. That must mean...
"Who is she? New maid or something?" Asked the young man.
"This young lady is your bride." Straight forward. I look to the older man and back to the younger one. His face... He looks shocked. "Miss Kinley, this is my eldest son. Noah." He looks at me as if I were a ghost. In shock...
"What?! When were you planning on telling me that you were planning this?!" Yelled Noah. He... he didn't know? His father didn't tell him?
"I'm telling you now. Aren't I?" How can his father be so calm about this. It's.... It's just sick. I stand up. My body feels as if I've just gained weight. They look at me.
"Why?..." I say quietly. "Why wouldn't you tell him?!" I yell. "You think you can force me to marry someone who I don't know and he doesn't even know himself?!" I can't control my anger anymore. I have to get out of here before I hit someone. I walk away from both of them and out the doors. I run to my room. I have to leave this place. I can't believe this. Forced into an arranged marriage and he doesn't even know?! I slam the door to my bedroom and grab my bags. Good think I didn't unpack anything. Before I could leave the room I hear a knock on the door.
"Hello, miss Kinley?" I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone.
"Go away! I don't care anymore. I'm leaving."
"Please, I only want to talk."
"Who are you?!" I want to know before I open the door. I stand just far enough that I can reach the door.
"It's me, Noah." I step forward and open the door. Not all the way but enough so I can see him. He's taller than I am. When I see his face I can see it all. I must have been crying or something cause he looks at me as if I was a lost puppy.
"What?!" My head is pounding. It hurts. "Why are you here? Why are you doing this?" He takes a moment, but before I knew it he pushed the door open and wrapped me in his arms. Hugging me. I try pushing him away and get away, but he only tightens his grip.
"It's okay." He whispers. I can't handle this. It's like a baseball to the face.
"What? How can it be okay?!"
"My father is a wretched man."
"Huh?" I stop. He closed his eyes and laid his head down on my shoulder. He's crying.
"But I won't let him ruin your life too."
Why do you care if I get hurt? I'm nothing to you. You don't even know me." He lets me go and looks into my eyes. His eyes like a vast ocean.
"I may not know much you, but you are important to me."
"How?" He bring me closer and kisses me. His lips warm. My eyes open wide, but I can't move. I push him back away from me. I can't look at his face. I look to the ground and place my hand over my mouth. He kissed me.
"I'm sorry..." he says weakly. "Will you please just stay? Not because of my father, but for me? Please?"
"I'll only stay the night. That's all."
"Please, stay longer?" After that he didn't say anything else. I close the door. I'm not staying the night. This isn't okay. I need to get out of here. As soon as all the lights are out I'm leaving. I got my things together and I'm back in my blue jeans, black jacket, and tennis shoes. Can't get away in a dress and heels. I write Noah a letter. I know it's best for me to leave, but I can't just leave without saying anything. I can't help, but feel bad for him. He doesn't love me. He doesn't even know me. I only think he wants me here because he didn't want to be left with his dad. He probably is still reminded of his mother. I can't help him. He has to heal on his own. I knew how it felt when my parents died. Besides he only lost his mother. He still has his dad and brothers. I have no one. I don't even think aunt Cia wants me. All I know is right now going away is the best. For both of us. Where will I go? I know I can't go back to aunt Cia's. I'll just have to find a place for the night and then go get a job somewhere. Easier said then done though. Ha I could get my own place and then eventually a house and maybe actually fall in love with a man who truly loves me and we could raise a family together. A girl can dream. Then again I don't know what to expect from my future. I only hope it will turn out alright and I hope that Noah can forgive me. It's 11:30 pm. I open the door and see no lights on. Now is my chance!

Noah:

I hope she's okay. Luna, wasn't it? Huh... Luna... Maybe I should go and check on her? Then again she probably asleep and even if she was awake she probably wants to be alone. Mmmm... well I still better go check. Just to make she's okay. I get up from bed, change clothes, and go see her. I get to her room, but her door is wide open. I walk into the room. The bed in the corner above the window. The walls white with light brown carpet. Paintings hanging on the walls.
"Luna?" The rooms completely except for a paper on the end of the big bed.

Luna:

Where will I go? I mean I can only go so far. I'm walking on the side of the road. Away from the house. The bus station won't open until eight tomorrow. By then Noah would notice I was gone and come looking for me... would he? My replaying his words on a loop. Over and over again.

You are important to me...
You are important to me...

What am I going to do? I can't keep walking. Maybe I should go back? No! Yes? I don't know...
"Luna!!!!" A voice behind me yells. I stop and turn around to see Noah running towards me. Wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. My heart starts to pound. He... He came for me. Why? I can't stop smiling. Am I happy he came? I have feelings for Noah... "Luna, wait!" He yells almost out of breath. I do t know what he thought I was doing. I was just standing there waiting for him. Like he wanted, but it was still nice the way he said it. He gets closer and closer. What should I do? He finally reaches me and takes a second to catch his breath. I don't know what to say. He leans against his knees and I notice he has the letter I left him in his hand... Of course. He's not here for me. He's here for himself. "Please, don't leave." He said softly.
"Why? There is nothing for me back there and if I go back to my aunts who knows what she'll do. So tell me, why should I?" He lifts himself back up and stares at me. He says nothing. Moments of silence pass. Embarrassing. I look away. I can't take it anymore? What does he want from me? I can't help it, but I start crying. It only makes me more embarrassed. I'm an emotional wreck. He's still staring at me. Looking at my face as the tear slowing fill my eyes and fall. He grabs my hand and I'm too weak right now. I grip onto his. As if he could save me from everything. Protect me. He pulls me closer and hugs me like he did before. No, this time it's different. He's more gentle now.
"Please... stay?" He whispers and he too began to cry. I'm still crying. I feel so powerless. At least I'm not alone anymore. Both his arms around me. His embrace feels kind and comfortable. We stay for a moment. Then he slowly releases me and with one hand he grabs my bag and with the other hold my hand. We walk back to the house. I'm not alone....