Ablaze with possibility

Chapter 5: The knowledge of the truth

Anne was very thankful for the moons existence-especially now as they ran through the dark, snow-covered streets. A wave of delightfulness washed over her when thinking that it somehow showed her the way, and gave hope to the world in such a cold and mysterious time as a winter night. How romantic she thought it sounded in her mind!

Still, it was hard for her to focus on the romantic things in life when her throat was burning and legs cramping from exhaustion, but she wouldn't let herself stop-she was too scared of what may happen if she did. Every second felt like an eternity and she wondered how long they'd been running for. She knew they still were in the Bog but where? They were totally lost. Anne eventually stopped-Gilbert soon after.

Gilbert took a hold of his knees as he caught his breath, as did Anne in an attempt to calm down.They leaned against the nearest tree and sat down, not bothering about the wet snow on the ground.

As Gilbert sat there next to Anne and listened to his heart pounding loudly in his chest, she began to cry. He saw as the tears dropped to the ground-forming tiny circles where it landed on the snow-covered surface. He looked up at her and she immediately shied away, not wanting him to see her vulnerable and teary eyed. She wiped away her tears with her left hand but new tears streamed down at once.

"Anne...Please don't do this to me." He pleaded and she turned around to face him, not quite understanding what he meant by it.

"Do what to you?" She asked as a new tear fell down her right cheek.

"You're so strong, you know that right?" He asked her and she just shook her head.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are!" He said to her passionately. "But when you've been strong for too long, it's okay to let your feelings out-even to me. I--I know that I've done things that you may never forgive me for--"

"Like when you called me carrots!" Anne interrupted him and he smiled at her.

"Like when I called you carrots." He said and chuckled lightly. "I think...tell me if I'm wrong about this but, it feels like you got this wall around you that I try my best to take down, brick by brick, but you just keep on building it up again. It feels impossible to get you to open up Anne, I don't want you to feel like it has to be that way around me." He sighed and Anne started to cry even more.

"Anne please tell me what's bothering you...please." Anne looked up at him, her grey-blue puffy eyes meeting his soft hazel ones and she fell into a trans. His eyes was so...Captivating, understanding, comforting, everything Anne needed was right there-in his hazel eyes.

"I'm--" Anne felt very dizzy. His eyes made her stomach feel tingly and bubbly again, just like every other time they locked together. Deep down she knew very well it wasn't nausea she felt from his gaze but something else that she couldn't get a hold of what it actually was. If she didn't feel sick, was it nervousness? It could be, if it wasn't for the fact that she felt strangely calm...

"Oh God what am I doing!" She thought and immediately glanced away, her face flushing bright red.

"Anne?" Gilbert lifted his arm-very slowly and put in on her back as gently as he could. He was very careful, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable, he just wanted her to feel comforted by it.

"I'm just so, so worried Gilbert." Anne confessed to him after a while. "What if Marilla and Matthew are looking for me, but never finds me! They will be devastated Gilbert!" More tears streamed down her face and Gilbert wanted so badly to wipe them away for her, but figured it was best to just let her talk.

"And we have no food, no money, no horses and no Sebastian! Not to mention that we're in the Bog of all places!"

"I'm so sorry Anne I shouldn't have let you--"