I Can't Let You Go

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"So, what was that important to pull me here straight from the airport?" Emilia put her suitcase next to her and sat down at the table. Her agent called her and wanted to talk with her immediately when she is back in London. She did not understand, he did not want to say anything on the phone. "I thought I have free time in the following period. At least at the summer." she leaned back in the chair and looking at her agent. He was just paying attention to his laptop, then a few seconds later he turned the screen to her.
"It is a beautiful place, but why are you showing this to me?" Emilia frowned and staring at the screen. It was a hotel, a very expensive one.
"You're traveling there in two weeks," Michael said.
"What?" Emilia surprised. "Why? How? What... Michael, what the hell is going on?"
"Isn't it wonderful? The peace ... you can feel it through the pictures. A truly spiritual place." Michael still avoided to give her a straight answer.
"Michael!" Emilia started to lose her patience. "What is going on?"
"This will be the greatest 10 days during this summer." the voice came from behind her back, and she immediately recognized it.
"I can't believe," she whispered and gave an angry look to Michael.
"Glad you are back." Rose sat next to her, and there was an irritating smile on her face. "I was worried. I tried to call Kit, but neither you or him respond to my calls. It is a bit irresponsible, don't you think? In the situation, we are in." Rose continued, and Emilia tried to not freak out. "I thought we made an agreement. And... do I have to disappoint in you?" she acted as an innocent angel, and Emilia could kill her at that moment.
"We agreed I am going to mention you during my promo tour. That will be only in autumn, so I did not break our deal. Not if I needed to explain, but I spent the last two weeks with my friends. It was a private thing." Emilia answered to her.
"With friends. Sure. With friends and with my fiancé if you forget that already. So... I think I should know about it." Rose told her. Emilia glanced at Michael and he shook his head a bit. He did not want them to make a scene in the middle of the office.
"What the hell is this travel thing?" Em rolled her eyes, and try to return to the topic.

After she arrived home she was fluttering and everything fell from her hand. "Fuck" she rolled her eyes and continue packing. She tried to call Kit but he wrote only a message for an answer. He tries to hurry home... he promised. She just wanted some time in peace. With her friends. With Kit. She did not expect that surprise when she arrives home. She knew Rose is desperate but that trip plan... sealed with her more than 10 days. She doesn't understand why Rose wants this. She can't see her hidden plan but she was sure she has one. "Fuck" she said again when she crushed the plate from the counter. It was broken into pieces. "Great" she placed her palms to her face and wanted to scream. That was definitely not her best day. Her phone started to ring. 
"Yes?" she picked it up, while she was kneeling on the floor next to the broken plate. 
"Darling. How are you? Have you already arrived home?" it was her mother. 
"Yeah, yeah, hi. I ... just arrived." she sat to the floor and leaned to the counter behind her back. "Sorry... I just did not have time to call you yet."
"I don't want to ruin your mood, but... there is something that you should know." Jenny continued. "Rose... plans something. She wants to go on a trip with you. I ... tried to talk about it, with her, but..."
"How do you even know about it?" Em shocked. 
"You already knew," Jenny stated.
"I ... Michael told me to go straight to the office, from the airport, but... I still don't understand, how did you get to know about it." Emilia freaked out. 
"You did not pick up the phone, so she called me. She was trying to threaten me, if I don't tell her where are you, or if you don't call her back... it doesn't matter. I could handle her. But... Emilia, I worry about you." Jenny continued. 
"You don't have to. I can handle her too."
"It doesn't seem to," Jenny answered quietly.
"Mom, I don't need your lecture. I was the one who agreed with her. I was the one who told her... act like friends, if... this is the price for her to leave Kit alone." Emilia took a deep breath. 
"It was a bad idea." Jenny was honest.
"No, mom. It was the best idea I had." she raised her voice. "Kit can't handle her, I can." she continued. "You know what, just... trust me. For once."
"I do honey. I just... don't want you to... ruin yourself for a man." Jenny sighed.
"I don't ruin myself. And... He is not just a man." Emilia rolled her eyes, and when she raised up her head, she spotted Kit. He was standing at the kitchen door, and it was clear he heard her words. 
"Mom. I... call you back later. Okay? I love you." she was embarrassed and she quickly stood up from the floor, but with that move, she also shot glass to the floor. "I can't believe" she hissed. She bent down and wanted to pick up the splinters but it cut her finger. 
"For fuck sake," she swore and she turned to the sink, but that moment she felt him right behind her back. He took her hand and held it under the jet of water. He did not say a word. He turned to the counter, and took out a wound patch, Emilia wiped her finger and he put that patch to it. Then he gave a small kiss to the wound. 

"Since when... what ... what did you hear?" she avoided looking into his eyes. They were standing opposite to each other, close and Kit was still holding her hand. 
"Does it matter?" he asked her back so quietly.
"I ... it was my mom. I ... " Emilia tried to explain. "I... she just worries about me. I mean... this situation. I... she thinks I take too much and..."
"And she thinks I am useless. And I don't deserve you." he noticed and took a deep breath. 
"That is not true." Em shook her head. "My mom loves you."
"She loved me before I pull you with myself into this mess. And I understand." He caressed her shoulder then turned away from her and he wanted to go for the broom. 
"Kit." she took his arm. "That is not true." 
"It is not?" he frowned. "So she did not say that ... I don't worth it?"
"She ..." Em opened her mouth and wanted to answer but she did not want to lie to him. Kit just nodded. 
"She is right. If I should have not involved you in. I should have not told you... what I feel... until I close my relationship with her. I should have not started it... we should have not started it." he shook his head and grabbed the edge of the counter. Leaned to it. 
"Guess, we can't change it anymore." Em crossed her arms in front of her body. "And now we are in, so ... it is useless to think about what would have happened." 
"This is not right. Not in this way." Kit shook his head. 
"We... can solve this together." Em tried to calm him down. 
"Right now, you want to solve this alone, and want to save me." Kit raised his eyes at her. "I never expected this from you. I never wanted you to... " he raised his voice, but cut his sentence. 
"You never wanted me to do what?" Em frowned. "I should have just watched you sink? Into alcohol and drugs? Into deep depression? I would have never let this happen. Not even just as your friend."
"What does she want now?" Kit looked into her eyes.
"Nothing special." Em shrugged her shoulders.
"Emilia?" Kit was looking at her seriously and she knew she has to tell him. Even if she was not ready. Even if she knows he's going to freak out. 

They were sitting in her bedroom, and she told what Rose invented for her. Kit was sitting next to her, and he buried his face to his palms. 
"So... it seems while you'll be at the Canary Islands, I'll be in India. With Rose." Emilia took a deep breath.
"No. That is not going to happen." Kit shook his head and he was clearly mad and nervous. 
"I don't think I have too much choice." Em crossed her fingers.
"I go and talk with her." Kit almost jumped up, but Emilia jumped up too and stopped him. 
"And tell her what?" she shook her head. 
"I... I don't know... but I won't let you go with her alone. Anywhere. Especially not the other side of the world." 
"Kit we are not in a psycho killer movie. She won't kill me or hurt me. I know she is... mad and .... unpredictable but... She just wants us to ... be apart. That is all." Emilia tried to be sane.
"No. But she can destroy you spiritually. Believe me, she knows how to do it. She ... "
"Do you afraid, if I go with her... she'll convince me to not love you? Emilia was staring at his face.
"She'll try." Kit looked into her eyes. 
"And no matter how many times she'll try it." Em placed her hand to his face. "it won't work."
"It worked once." Kit lowered his head and stared at the floor. "She could convince you years ago that she and I... she could convince you to let me go." 
"That is why it won't happen again. Because of those times, I was naive, and I thought she is my friend. Now I know she is not. Not to mention... "she stepped closer and smiled a bit.
"Not to mention what?" Kit looked into her eyes again. 
"I don't plan to let you go. Ever." she leaned closer and kissed his lips. "I am strong. I believe in us. You... you just have to believe in us too. That we are strong enough." she kissed him again and he kissed her back finally. With all his heart.

"I was afraid, that you don't even want to greet me." Emilia giggled a bit. He did not kiss her until that moment. 
"I wanted nothing else in the past few days just hold you in my arms again." Kit tried to smile too. "I just... hoped... she'll may get over it, and don't plan newer plan against us. That trip sounds... ridiculous and... "
"Shhh." she placed her finger to his lips. "Can we just stop talking about her?" 
"Sure." Kit nodded. "How did you spend the days after I left?"
"I did not exactly think about that." Em bit her lower lip. "I was thinking.... some more exciting topic." she was flirting with him. Teasing him. Her hand was sliding towards the back of his neck and she pulled his face closer. She trusts her tongue into his mouth, and the next moment they were laying on the bed. Kit laid over her and did not stop kissing her. His hands were running towards her waist, and he grabbed the bottom of her shirt. 
"Ouch" Emilia hissed when his face touched her neck. 
"You've told me, you love when I have hair on my face." Kit rubbed his face to her neck. 
"I did not think that through." Em giggled, and she closed her eyes. She enjoyed his kisses, and he started to go lower on her body, with those kisses. "Kit." Emilia moaned and bit her lower lip. She wanted to forget everything, she wanted to feel him, enjoy him, and she wanted to be satisfied. She needed him to feel better. And every time when they were together, she felt better. And she never planned to let this feeling away.