Torment

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Authors: Lindsey Anne Kendal
friend? Two, could you see yourself in a relationship with him? And, three, are you really in love with Eligos?”
    When she asked the third question I glared at her.
    “Don't go off on me, just answer the questions truthfully. Remember, it’s just you and me now; you can speak freely,” she said.
    “Well, firstly, yeah I do care for him as more than a friend, but I’m not sure in what way I care for him, if you know what I mean. Secondly, I can and I can’t see us in a relationship. I think in a way we would be good together, but I also think we would clash at times. Plus I don't think it’s fair to be with him when my head doesn’t know what it wants…” I took a sip of my drink and looked out at the water.
    “You didn’t answer the third question,” she reminded me.
    “Oh, you noticed.”
    “Keira!” she said, raising one eyebrow.
    “OK, he drives me crazy; I never want to be away from him. Every time he leaves me my heart aches. When he looks at me I melt. When I’m close to him I just want to wrap my arms around him and have him hold me against him. He’s on my mind twenty-four hours a day, but none of that matters because I’m a complete idiot who attacks him for no reason and upsets him and agitates him so much so that he would rather die than spend any more time with me,” I told her, getting more and more annoyed with myself.
    “OK, OK stop and breathe,” she said, putting her hand on my shoulder.
    I took a deep breath and had another sip of my drink.
    “I think you’re either falling in love with him, or you already are in love with him,” she told me.
    “I don't know.”
    “How were you with each other while you were away?”
    “We were great, we laughed together and he took me around some places he knew.”
    “Like where?”
    “Well, some of the places were very similar to the pubs over here. They have alcohol but it’s a lot nicer than what we have. I could have spent all day in there drinking,” I laughed.
    “You’re terrible!” she giggled.
    “He took me to see some of the towns close by, and because I told him my dad used to take me horseback riding we did just that.”
    “You rode horses?” she asked, smiling.
    “Yeah, it was really nice. I went back to his place a few times. The last time he spent a lot of time on Earth he found out he was rather good at playing pool, so he built himself a table and we played a few games whenever I went to see him.”
    “So you became friends?”
    “I thought we had, but obviously he only sees me as a job.”
    “You don't believe that…I think he really likes you and one day he will prove it.”
    “I doubt it. I don't even know if he’s going to talk to me again. After what he said, I think he might go back to Lilith and tell her he’s not interested in helping me anymore,” I said sadly.
    “Well I don't, but it doesn’t matter what I say, you won’t listen. So all I’m going to say is: see what happens.”
    “How have things been with you and Jake?”
    She told me how he’d told her he loved her, just before she had had to run and hide. She said he confirmed it again this morning and that she said it back. I told her how happy I was for her and how I’d known since the night he was hurt that they were in love. It was nice to see her so happy; he was one of the few people she’d met in her life that hadn't tried to use or hurt her. He genuinely loved her, and I think they were made for each other.
    We stayed out for about two hours; we talked about anything that popped into our heads. It was like old times again. When we were in West Chester, I would come home from work and she would be making tea. If we weren’t going out and there wasn’t a good movie on we would spend all night talking – sometimes about things as stupid as which vegetable we hated the most and why. We had always enjoyed each other’s company and we’d always been able to speak our minds. We made a deal that we would put at least one night or

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