(OH MY GOODNESS!!! *HEART FULL OF LOVE!!* That is so adorable!!! Sheara is going to love Davnick so much! (As a brother, not in a creepy way)
-Sheara
"I know. I-I've done such... awful things. But, it's because...I'm scared. I'm so scared. Scared that they'll take me back to that place. That they'll hurt me... Scared that I wont be able to protect people if I learn to love them."
I looked up at him, too shocked to even be afraid anymore. His words were so full of...senserity...and sorrow. His last words struck deep into my soul. He felt burdened with the resposibility and fear of protecting those he loved...just like me.
But how...could such a monster have feelings like that? Is he lying? I re-thought the word "monster". I didn't know what to think anymore. I looked deep into the Rogue's eyes, and was suprised to find that they no longer frightened me. In fact, if anything, I felt sorry for him.
A monster...wouldn't have saved me from falling to my death... I thought in awe. His eyes protrayed truth, pain, and sad memories. And as I looked into those hurt eyes, I couldn't stop my heart from reaching out to him. I had felt the same pain as he has. I had been unable to protect people I loved before too. And it haunted me to my core.
"I know how you feel." I whispered. I remebered how painful it was when my mother died...he looked like he knew what that felt like...he looked like he knew it very well.
"I...I'm sorry. I'm sorry Davnick." I felt my tears swell over, and I pressed myself into his chest. I was too chocked up to say anymore; I felt so bad for hurting him. It was obviouse he was in alot of pain too. He hugged me back, holding me with his powerful arms, but I felt no fear. Instead...I felt...safety.
"Thank you. Oh, Thank you so much." He whispered to me. In that instant, every bit of fear I had felt for this Rogue left me. I smiled.
"Your welcome."
I felt so at peace suddenly, wrapped in the arms of what I thought to be a monster. It was strange, the stories didn't change, the killings didn't change, he didn't change. He just...opened up. He openly admitted that he did bad things, and he felt sorry for all of them! The only reason why he did what he did...was because...he was scared. Compassion filled my soul and I mentally forgave him for everything.
(I'm sorry I didn't really add any thing to the moment, but I was afriad I would mess it up!)
