Forgotten Love

Angie

Their whole past together flashed before his eyes;

He remembered the day they first met, as if it was only yesterday. When he heard Angie's soft, kind voice speak for the first time. When he caught her from falling and time froze as he starred into her green, emerald eyes.

The warm sensation he felt around her. The collection of butterflies that grew in his stomach when he saw her. The smile no-one could ever remove because he was with her.

He really did... Love her.  

"a-a-Angie?" German said, astonished. He rubbed his eyes thoroughly, unsure whether his vision was correct.

"Hello German" Angie said. A warm smile grew across her face for a second. That second she felt loved; the warm memories coming back to her. But then reality hit her - she remembered. The pain he caused her heart. All those tears that left her eyes. Her joy broke once more.

A painful, distressed look layered over her soft face. "German...  German Please forget I came. It was a mistake I -"

She was broken off by a cry that belonged to Violetta, "Angie! Oh Angie I've missed you so much!" She rushed past her father and into her open arms.  

- Angie always treated Violetta like her own daughter. 'She was the perfect piece to the family' Violetta had always thought.

"Oh Vilu!" Angie replied! She softly kissed her head and tightly hugged her. Her green eyes watered as her candyfloss coloured lips grew into a smile once more. Violetta was also crying tears of happiness.

German stood there speechless. Seeing Angie with Vilu made him feel... It made him feel complete. The hole inside his heart was filling fast.

German's mind contained four, true words he'd been waiting to say. Before he could stop his mouth he began "Angie, I love -"

Angie pulled away from Violetta, giving her a sad, smile and turned to German; "I'm sorry I came, it's just I missed - No. ...Good bye German." Her eyes filled with loneliness and sadness. Her heart was broken. Her soul scarred.

Germans smile faded and his face dropped. He felt only panic. The thought of loosing her again was too much to bear. Acting fast, German took Angie's wrist as she began to leave.

Angie turned in surprise, her eyebrows raised as an anxious look appeared across her face. She looked into his deep eyes, glistening from the tears that filled.

Still softly holding Angie's wrist, German's voice spoke. These words he spoke were deep and meaningful. The desperate plead he truly meant. 

 "Angie meet me in the park in half an hour? I need to talk to you." he said.