Blind Trust (MewGulf)

Chapter 26: Clearing the past

POV Mew

Mew had thought he would never see that face again.

But once again, life had proved him wrong.

In front of him was that face he once upon a time had loved to see.

- Hi... P'Mew – HE said.

Mew looked at HIM, dumbfounded. He couldn't actually believe HE would have the guts to actually appear in his life again.

- I'm going to ask you again? – Mew said slowly – What... are you doing here?

HE had the decency to look ashamed. Looking down to the floor, then back to Mew's face HE said:

- I need to talk to you.

Mew thought about leaving HIM there, standing at his door. Closing the door to HIS face, just like HE did many months ago when Mew had tried to reach him. But Mew wasn't petty or resentful. That was not who he was.

Maybe, months ago, he would have done it. Maybe, when the pain had been fresh Mew would have done it.

But now, Mew couldn't do it. He looked at the dark circles in HIS eyes and the poor way HE was dressed and felt pity. Nothing more, nothing less.

- Come in. Just for a moment. I'm expecting someone.

Mew went to the living room, with HIM behind him quiet.

HE sat on the couch, looking dejected. Mew went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water and gave it to HIM, the sat across the couch on an armchair.

- Why are you here? – Mew asked again.

HE started fidgeting, holding the glass of water tightly in his hands.

- I came to say sorry – HE finally said.

Mew looked at HIM surprised.

Sorry? Now you're sorry?

- Why now? – Mew asked.

HE looked up with a surprised stare.

- What?

- What are you apologizing now? It's been months.

Mew couldn't help but be skeptical over this "apology".

- When THAT happened, I was terrified. My manager caught us and was spitting tons of shit against us. He told me that it would ruin me. That being with you would mean the end of my career. I couldn't risk it.

Mew could understand that. It was logical. HE had been afraid of losing everything HE had worked for just for him.

But that just meant one thing.

- You could've just talked to me; you know? – Mew said slowly – You just went silent after that happened.

- My manager took my phone away from me. He told me not to contact you again.

That made sense. Mew had always wondered why he hadn't been able to contact HIM after the scandal. Mew had just assumed HE had blocked his number.

- There are so many things you could have done to get in touch with me.

- I know. I was afraid of losing my work.

- And why did it have to be one thing or the other? We could've worked it together.

- You know how this industry works P'Mew. There was no point in fight.

"I'm not giving my acting career up P'Best, but I'm not leaving P'Mew either. So, you can help us find a way to make this work, or you can go through that door. The choice is yours"