I Can't Let You Go

Socks

Emilia arrived at Kit's house in the afternoon. She had many bags on her hands, she just arrived back from her mother. They spent the morning together. She needed that. She loved to spend time with her mom, she always helps her to see things clearer, to not worry too much. They were always close to each other. They were not just mother and daughter... more like best friends. They could share everything with each other, and that was good. She wished every girl to have the same understanding and clever mother as she has. She put down the bags and started to look around to find Kit. She heard his voice from the living room. It sounded he is arguing with someone. She walked there, but when she looked inside the room, she found out that he is alone. She frowned and leaned to the doorway. He was practicing some scenes. Alone. Emilia was standing there and watching him. His moves, his act. He was an amazing actor, she always thought that. He was talking loud, with so much vehemence. That looked like an interesting movie, and she was happy that he did not give up. There were some moments after they finished filming Game of Thrones when it looked like Kit had enough. No matter how he loved acting, Jon Snow's ending put him to a bit too deep depression. She crossed her arms and watching him. He did not notice she is there, he just continued. He almost jumped up from the couch with the scripts in his hand and he deepened in that role. She was happy because it seemed he finds joy again in acting. Game of Thrones... the ending of it... it was a hard period for both of them. Kit told her many times, how scared he is because many people are going to hate him. Thank God, he was wrong about it. People blamed David and Dan and not Kit. Most people. He hated it as much as she, but he was too polite to say it aloud, and he did not want any arguments publicly, not to mention he did not want to bury his carrier totally. HBO asked him to say good things about the finale, and he did. To silence the anger of people... she did that too. She tried to say the best things that she could, but it was even harder for her. She took a deep breath and tried to get those thoughts out of her head. Those don't matter anymore. It happened, and they should move on. Kit started to shout and that brought her back to reality totally and the next moment he turned to her direction and remained in silence. Emilia smiled at him and waved.
"Ahm... I did not notice you are here." Kit scratched his neck.
"That sounds good. That role. It is ... it sounds so different. Not a hero kind of."
"No. He is definitely not." Kit admitted with a small laugh.
"I... my mom sent some cakes I... I'll be in the kitchen. Just continue. I did not want to... disturb you." she took a deep breath and left him there.

She started to pack out the stuff from the bags and she felt his hands on her waist, and then she got a kiss on her face. He slid his arms around her body and hugged her close.
"Did you say cakes?" Kit asked her.
"Yeah. Chocolate and ... ahm... " she tried to remember "Lemon ones. I think." she answered and glanced at Kit.
"My favorite." Kit admitted.
"Oh, she knows." Emilia giggled. "She exactly made those for you and just you. She made it clear." Emilia placed the cake on a plate and gave it to him, he took it and stood opposite to her.
"So?" Emilia leaned to the cupboard and staring at him. "What is that role? It sounded a rich and snob man who is accused by something." she placed her elbow to the counter and placed her face to her hand.
"Accused by rape." Kit stabbed the fork to the cake.
"Oh." Emilia surprised.
"But he is innocent, but no one wants to believe him because... " he put a piece of cake to his mouth. "as you said... he is ... an annoying snob guy."
"Is it a movie?" she straightened herself and grabbed the milk to put it to the fridge.
"No, just a tv show. Netflix production. The Criminals." Kit answered and continued eating.
"I am not saying it doesn't surprise me. I mean you ... choosing this. After what happened to me and you were out of your mind because of it." Em shrugged her shoulders. "But I am glad you found a script... that you are interested in." she sighed.
"I've got it at least two weeks ago I just... I did not have time to go through it." Kit lowered his head and placed down the fork. "I did not even think about the thing that happened ... I mean you asked me to forget it and i... try to erase it from my memory." he took a deep breath. "That is why I started to read the scripts... to distract my attention before we start shooting." he stood up. Emilia throws out the expired milk from the fridge and her eyes stopped on the trash bin. There was a small glass in that. She did not have time to think about that more, because Kit walked to her and turned her to face to face. "But if you want me to.."