The quiet whirl of the snow echoed loudly in the giant halls. If you went up the grand stairs such stress would disappear in a instant.
Why would a commoner choose to live here? Most people like "rich" things... but why spend the rest of their life with me? A self absorbed, mommy issues, blond guy. She deserves someone better. She deserves someone better. She deserves someone better.
My headache bangs against my head, throbbing while I make a cup of tea.
"Whirrrr."
Silence. Pure silence.
I'm left alone with my thoughts. Just me, my head, and a dishwasher. Sigh.
I grab some pills from my cabinet to stop the bursts of annoyance of my headache. Maybe... that is what she thinks of me.
I grab the cup of tea from my island countertop, and make my way to the couch. On my way there, I peek out one of my windows surronding the area.
It's all covered in white. Blank. The snow twists and turns, filling up and adding to the silence of this mansion. Bright red and green lights flicker across the driveway, a pine tree sitting next to the edge of my limo.
It all seems too much. Too much. Too much for her. Too much... for me.
I feel so distant from her. Everything that had to happen to her. I feel horrible that I wasn't there for her sooner. It haunts me every day. I have too many questions to ask her.
Do you like it here?
Do you care about money?
Do you like my family?
Do you still miss your mom?
Do you still feel like you have to be independent?
Do you still... like me?
It's all too much to process. My ears start ringing, and I find it best to go back to sleep. I sip the last of my tea, and head upstairs.
Boom
Flash.
Oh no. Oh nononono. Is she awake? Oh god. I look out the window yet again to see the white abyss of snow covering our entire backyard and frontyard. The thunder flashes yet again.
I turn back to my stairs, and back again.
I need to get upstairs.
Why won't I move?
I'm so caught up in my head. I can't get out.
I need her.
I can't stop thinking about her.
I need to stop thinking. Stop. Thinking.
I snap out of my own head, hearing loud footsteps, and another crack. I look back, and see a small figure running towards me. Is it her? Is it really her?
Without thinking, I run towards her and dash into her arms. She's cold. So cold.
"T-tamaki?"
Her arms snake around mine, and we link together. Finally. She's... here.
With me.
In my arms.
I kiss the top of her head, and tightly squeeze her.
"Haruhi..." I speak slowly.
"I can't do it without you. I can't be independent. I... I need you, Tamaki. I really do. I'm sorry not believing you earlier. I just had so, so many questions. I didn't know what to do, or think, or believe. You always tell me that I'm not alone anymore... and I think I finally know that. We... we can do this together!"
She looks up at me, crying, smiling.
She was who I needed. Everything that happened in my life, it all seemed to go away when I was with her. My grandmother, my mother, my dad. Everything.
I didn't even believe myself at first... but..
I knew I loved her. That's why I married her for gods sake!
Her beautiful brown eyes, her short fluffy hair, her sarcastic personality, her weak spots, her tough ones...
I loved everything about her.
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And just like that, his questions were let go. He was finally free of all the stress and self hatred.
"We will be together, Haruhi. We will do everything together. You won't be alone anymore. I'm sure of it." Tamaki lightly said in Haruhi's ear.
They both let go of everything. Absolutely everything. The wind, snow, and thunder continued, but they were in eachothers arms.
And just like that, the snowy night had become calm again.
