Their Destiny (COMPLETED/EDITING)

Won't let go

The look on his face after what I've done haunted me throughout my night. I didn't realize how much he meant to me until that moment. I've grown up thinking that to develop such hard feelings to a person one has to spend days and nights talking to that perosn. It never occurred to me that I can just fall head over heels for someone that easily. For so long I kept convincing myself I can't be that much in to Arsen only cuz of the few interactions him and I had these past few months. But that day I learned that I was wrong, completely wrong. I fell in love with the man I barely ever talked to, I fell in love with the man whose soul bared so much mess inside it, I fell in love with the man who captured my heart since I first met him and till this day I have no clue what kind of spell he put on me, I fell in love with Arsen.

I fell in love with Arsen, and I wanted him back.

My night was long and sorrowful. My heart was beating in a slow rhythm, a sad slow rhythm,, I wanted this feeling to stop. I didn't think I was gonna feel this way about losing him even after I'd been introduced to a different side of the story. It seemed to me like nothing mattered, nothing but him,,, him and I.

At about 3am, and after I'd fell asleep, the hotel room's phone started ringing. It took me a few seconds to process what was going on, I got up dizzy and confused after my head was filled with dreams to realize that I was in paris, and someone was calling me on my room's landline.

"Hello." I mumbled through the phone in a sleepy voice. But all I could hear was someone breathing through the phone. "Hello?" I said again in a louder voice this time feeling annoyed by this 'when a stranger calls' moment. But it stroke me! It may be him, I thought. "Arsen is that you?" And right as I finished this sentence the caller hung up.

Who was it? I wondered, could it be Arsen? Or maybe someone else related to the mysteries all around me. But I couldnt let things go just like that, I mean what if it was Arsen? What if he needed me? I threw a robe on me and rushed to the reception to check which room Arsen was in, it turned out he was in a room on his own, so with no hesitation I rushed to his room. I knocked on the door and waited,, and waited,, then he opened the door.

His eyes were wide opened with no signs of sleepiness in them. But his face was shocked to see me, too weirded out by my sudden visit it couldn't have been him who called me.

"Are you okay?" He said in a slightly worried tone after I'd spent a few seconds just staring at him without saying a single word.

"Yes." I blurted. "I'm okay." And suddenly I didn't want to ask if he'd called me or not, and I simply couldn't care any less. I just had one overwhelming desire to be as close as possible to him.

So with no warning signs and without caring for a tiny bit about what his reaction would be, I stood on my tip toes and wrapped my arms around his neck holding him closer by the second. I mentally sent him a thousand apologies, my heart was racing out of how overwhelming the moment was for me. I didn't even know why, I just felt a mixture of feelings all of them leading to one end, I loved Arsen, from all my existence I did. And I felt that he loved me too, I was just not sure,, yet

The hug was too perfect to be broken, but all of a sudden I felt myself getting lifted up from the ground. He carried me to the back in to his room and closed the door behind me, and slowly but with no hesitation he moved us a bit so I was between him and the wall behind me. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms holding on to his back, his grip was steady not for a split second did I feel like he can drop me.

I unwrapped my arms from around his neck and moved my head so our faces would be facing one another. His breaths were kinda heavy and his face soft and kind, filled with more love than I have ever seen from him. And once again our lips touched softly at first, too soft and too slow as if we were meeting each other for the very first time.

The kiss was gentle, as gentle as you'd shake hands with someone for the first time. It was as if we were introducing our beings to one another, and second by second we'd adapt to one another more and the kiss would get filled with more passion. The kiss started with us as strangers and ended with us as lovers.

I unlocked our lips from each other to look at his face so he gently put me down again on the floor but his hands were still on my waist.

"I'm sorry for what I did earlier." I mumbled.

"It's okay." He breathed. "I deserved it."

"No you didn't!" I insisted. "I promised to cover you up, I promised to never make you regret opening up to me! And just by the time someone told me something bad about you, I ran away like some coward. But there shouldn't be cowardice in love."

"Love?" Arsen wondered taking a few steps backwards. His mouth slightly opened looking for words to say, but obviously failing to find any, then he added. "No no no! Destiny, you do not love me!"

"But I do." I murmured with embarrassment filling my heart.

"But you can't!" He said getting closer to me grabbing both my hands aggressively yet with no anger, just worry. "You can't love me. You don't know the truth. You don't deserve to be in love with a liar."

"Then tell me the truth." I begged. "Tell me everything and I promise you no matter how dark or bad it is, I won't let you go. Just let it off your heart."

"But." He hesitated, for the very first time ever, I have witnessed Arsen hesitating. "I can't."

"Why not?" I asked touching his cheek gently. "I thought you trusted me."

"Destiny, I trust you." He assured me. "But to keep you safe I must keep you away from it all as much as possible. It's my shit to deal with, remember?"

"Alright, Arsen." I sighed realizing he probably will never tell me shit. "I won't pressure you to do anything anymore. But if you ever,," I paused feeling a bit disappointed. "If you ever need literally anything, anything at all, I won't hesitate to help. As long as you don't hesitate to come to me."

With that I ended my conversation with Arsen. I headed back to my room too overwhelmed by how casual and romantic our relationship has become, and sleep didn't seem to find its way to me. I was confused (as always), quite embarrassed cuz I confessed my love to him and he didn't, and over all lost. Too lost to try to find my way back to what felt like home, mainly because the only thing that felt like home to me back then was Arsen, and I didn't even know what the way to him was.

But the next morning at about 10am, he was the one who found his way to me.