† Forgive Me

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Kit's POV

I decided to just talk to Hope like Lana told me to do. I waited for some time, Two days at least. That's enough right? I knew I had to get Hope alone with me. But how? Early in the morning, Lana stopped by my cell and told me that Hope was planning to volunteer down in the kitchen. I nodded and thanked her before heading down to Sister Jude's office. I broke the news to her and she sent two guards to escort me down to the kitchen. Hopefully, Hope didn't know I was coming.

Hope's POV

I had to admit that the past few days without Kit nor Grace were a bit boring. At least I was let out of that horrific padded room. I roughly spent my time either volunteering to work for other patients or talking with Lana about the next plan. The plan was pretty simple if you wanted to put it that way. We would attempt to steal the only map to Briarcliff and find a way out through one of those secret passageways.

Lana told me she discovered there was this underground tunnel we could leave from. The only problem was that it led out into the woods. Creatures lurked inside the woods, feeding off of the dead bodies of the patients that went down the Death Chute. We didn't know any other way. It was either that or make a run through the front entrance, which I knew we'd never make it. Believe me, I've tried before.

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That morning, I decided to volunteer in the kitchen since, frankly, I had nothing to do. So, why not put my hands to use? Two guards led me down to the kitchen, and I was given my orders which were pretty easy. I tied the ghastly green apron around my waist, as normal kitchen workers would do, and began with cleaning the plates, cups, and silverware.

I washed the already used dishes in the only sink there, which was very dirty. I wanted to throw up, but I knew I had to proceed with my work, no matter how disgusting it was. I stopped my work when, all of a sudden, I heard footsteps and voices. I turned around from the sink, and my facial expression sunk when I saw two guards with the boy who tore me apart. I turned back around and cursed silently as Kit made his way toward me.

"What are you doing here?"

"Ain't it obvious? I'm working the same shift as you because I love to work," he said sarcastically. "But actually, we need to talk."

"I don't want to talk about anything, so..." I replied casually, and dried a plate with the worn-out rag. Every time Kit inched closer to me, I took a step further from him until I couldn't anymore.

"Hope... Please just listen to me," Kit said, placing his hand on top of mine. I pulled it away and shot him a nasty glare. How dare he think he can just touch me after what he did?

"Don't even--" I began, but was cut off when a pair of lips silenced me. I felt my whole body grow weak, and my legs wanted to buckle underneath me. The electricity Kit used to once give me came back and shot down my spine.

I slowly tangled my fingers into his brown hair and tugged on it lightly. when Kit deepened the kiss and wrapped his arms around my waist. I finally came back to my senses. What the hell are you doing, Hope? I pulled my lips from his quickly and slipped from underneath him.

"You liked that," Kit said, looking into my eyes. "You see, Hope? You've missed not having me around. Admit it."

"No, I didn't," I lied and fidgeted with the strap of my apron.

"Yes, you did." His lips curled into that notorious and stupid grin of his that always made me melt in a way. "You can't lie to me, Hope. I know you."

"Did not," I denied it once more, and his grin only grew even wider.

"Oh, so you're telling me," he said in between breaths, and advanced towards me, "that you don't like this?" Kit leaned his head down to me and kissed my neck. I chewed on my lower lip and swallowed hard.

"No," I said and swallowed nervously. He was trying to control and cast me under his stupid spell again. I knew that. I had to try to repel him from getting into my mind, but I didn't know how long I could hold myself up.

"What about this?" Kit nibbled lightly at the skin there and when I attempted to pull away from him, I realized I was caught in between him and the wall. Bastard. Kit eventually pulled away from the lingering kiss and inhaled deeply.

"Look, Hope.." His eyes saddened. "I'm genuinely sorry for hurting you like that... My feelings and emotions completely turned themselves off a few days ago when I was with grace. My heart wasn't in the right place then. It's not her I love, it's you. It's always been you. I have loved you since... Forever. I was just jealous you know? I was jealous of James and that he'd take you away from me, and he did. Or--"

I cut Kit off by giving him a quick kiss. "Kit, I don't want to hear you go on and on feeling sorry for yourself. I don't have any feelings for James. He's just a very close friend of mine. That's all, okay? Yeah, he has kissed me, but when we do, all I see is your face, not his. When you left me in the corridor that day, it was like every fiber in left my body, every bone shattered, and the ground beneath my feet went crashing down. I felt helpless... Like the day I saw Bloody Face. You broke me and drove me crazy. And I hate you for that." I took his hands in mine and gave them a light squeeze as I let out a light laugh.

"But..." I looked up at him and he down at me.

"What?"

"I always wanted someone who tore me apart, attempted to put me back together again, and made me fall in love with him just by looking into his eyes. And..." I placed my hand on his cheek gently. "That is exactly what you've given me. You've given me all I've ever wanted. Without you, my life has been incomplete. Honestly, these past few days have been hell. I regret ever telling you to go away. You are the missing piece to the puzzle that we once created, and when you left, it did as well. Us."

"So what are you trying to say?"

"I forgive you, Kit. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Because my heart belongs to you only, and always. I could never bring myself to hate or be mad at you forever. Yes, we may have our ups and downs, but at the end of the day, I know everything will be alright and back to normal again. You mean so much to me. Je t'aime, Kit." I said to him. 

"Moi aussi. Tu comptes tellement pour moi," Kit surprised me by saying.

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I know they just got into a fight with each other, and yeah, but I can't bear to continue writing sad chapters. So... Hope and Kit are okay now. Spread the news everyone!

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