Now You Miss Me

F O U R

Henley
When I was a child , my father taught me the importance of secrets.

"But Dad, aren't secrets lies ?"

"Hmm ," he said , scratching the scruff on his chin ,"you see Poppet, secrets are almost lies, but they have a kind of ... " his eyes lit up," a kind of magic about them."

"Magic?" Doubt laced my voice .

"Yes Poppet. You see," he reached his hand behind my ear and brought out a pair of jade studs, "sometimes secrets make life better."

I gasped while glancing at the earrings, but I couldn't be distracted that easily. "How?" I inquired.

"Well right now, you believe I magically brought a pair of earrings for you out of thin air, but what if I told you they were your mothers and that I've been looking for a way to give them to you?"

Distracted by this new information, I forgot all about the lesson of the whole chat and instead sat admiring my new possessions. I had so little memory of my mother, and even lesser things that belonged to her.

It was only later that I realised what my father had been trying to say.

That lies are dirty, volatile things.

But secrets? They're weapons. They have immense power.

Danny just learnt the same lesson.

He also learnt that I have an arsenal at my disposal.

And for the first time ,I'm prepared to use them.

Daniel
It's no secret that my brain is an organ I pride myself on. As a kid, my father would pass me the sudoku puzzles at Sunday morning breakfast and before he had finished his first cup of coffee, I was done.

It used to drive Henley nuts, me lording my so called "intellectual superiority" over her. It reduced her to tears one particular day, and I swore I'd never do it again. But then.

But then Henley turned up at my dorm in sophomore yet if college, drenched in the rain and sobbing. I never asked her why. But it's always niggled at me. Henley , usually so calm and cold, even, showing emotion of any kind has unsettled me . She fooled me you see - she fooled me into thinking she was like me, a creature of logic and reason.  When she first exploded in emotion, I felt betrayed. But when she caused me to fall prey to my own emotions, it made me realise why .

She made me reckless .
So I recklessly wrecked her.

Authors Note
Yes yes I know you all hate me. But my exams just got over and now I'm ready to be in Danley headspace again.

Let's do this.