I promised this one to Katie, so here it is hon:) I wrote a lot of Imortal Fight so I thought it would be only fair to write a Forbidden Amore too:) Hope te like it... I like this chapter, I wrote something I wasn't counting on write:P
“Daniel’s POV”
“Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.” - Alexander Smith.
I missed the old days… The days when we thought nothing bad would ever happen to us… The days when we believed that we could not be broke a part! If we weren’t this immature, if we didn’t believe in the fairy-tales maybe we would have prepare ourselves for this! But now there’s not turning back; now life hurts; now when I try to look at where te were I see nothing!
I can’t keep this up! I can’t just stay here, hoping to meet te one giorno soon! I can’t stay here crying for letting te go!
“Daniel, come down for breakfast! Hurry up! Your father needs to go to work…” I heard my mother shout!
“I’ll eat later, mom! I need to go visit Charles.” I shouted back.
I got dress and went downstairs, passing da my mother that handed me a toast:
“You didn’t have to do it, I would eat later!” I said.
“You know how te get when te are with Charles… te forget the time, te forget to eat…” She reprehended me. “So, just eat this, please? For me?”
“All right, mom. Thank you” I leaned in and gave her a baciare on the cheek! “Bye, Amore you!”
I walked until Charles’s house, but just as I was about to knock I saw Catherine’s mother on the other side of the street. I walked to her, trying to keep my promise to Catherine! I would mostra her mother how much I loved her and she would come back to me…
“Mrs. Evans… Can I walk with you?” I asked as politely as I could.
“Ohhh… Hello, Daniel! I was just heading home. I need to take this groceries home!” She said. I could see she was trying to avoid me, but I wouldn’t let go. Not if that meant loosing Catherine!
“Well, I can help te carry them!” I offered!
“Thank you… So, lets go then!” She started walking and for a few minuti we walked in silence. “How are te Daniel?”
“I… I’m… Well, I could be better if te get what I mean! And te ma’am? How are you?”
“I’m doing my best not to get in a plane and bring her back! This wasn’t my idea, te know? I believe in love… I believe in a Amore like yours! I saw how te looked at her… I can’t still see that look in your eyes, when te told me how te were… I could see how much te Amore her! But I can’t… I can’t go against my husband’s will…” How had this happened? When had Mrs. Evans turned into a puppet in her husband’s hands?
“Mrs. Evans… how did this happen? When did te lose your will? te are a beautiful, strong woman! te don’t deserve to be treated like this!” It was true… She reminded me of Catherine. The same green eyes, the same brown hair, even the lips were close!
“I Amore my husband, Daniel! I Amore him and I don’t feel sorry for myself, neither should you! But this wouldn’t be what I would choose for Catherine and for you! If it was up to me te would be together! If she was still here I would help te run away, to somewhere where te could be together! I should have done that before…When she was still here, begging me to help her, to help you! But I was weak, I feared Carter’s reaction, so I stood there watching da daughter being taken away from me! I’m sorry, Daniel!” We had arrived at her house. She opened the door and went inside, turning around to say: “Came back tomorrow, Daniel…please!” In that moment I saw her grief and I knew that she was suffering almost as much as me…
OK....I was expecting that! I never thought that Catherine's mother would feel that... I wasn't counting on that, but that's the beauty of writing:)
“Daniel’s POV”
“Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.” - Alexander Smith.
I missed the old days… The days when we thought nothing bad would ever happen to us… The days when we believed that we could not be broke a part! If we weren’t this immature, if we didn’t believe in the fairy-tales maybe we would have prepare ourselves for this! But now there’s not turning back; now life hurts; now when I try to look at where te were I see nothing!
I can’t keep this up! I can’t just stay here, hoping to meet te one giorno soon! I can’t stay here crying for letting te go!
“Daniel, come down for breakfast! Hurry up! Your father needs to go to work…” I heard my mother shout!
“I’ll eat later, mom! I need to go visit Charles.” I shouted back.
I got dress and went downstairs, passing da my mother that handed me a toast:
“You didn’t have to do it, I would eat later!” I said.
“You know how te get when te are with Charles… te forget the time, te forget to eat…” She reprehended me. “So, just eat this, please? For me?”
“All right, mom. Thank you” I leaned in and gave her a baciare on the cheek! “Bye, Amore you!”
I walked until Charles’s house, but just as I was about to knock I saw Catherine’s mother on the other side of the street. I walked to her, trying to keep my promise to Catherine! I would mostra her mother how much I loved her and she would come back to me…
“Mrs. Evans… Can I walk with you?” I asked as politely as I could.
“Ohhh… Hello, Daniel! I was just heading home. I need to take this groceries home!” She said. I could see she was trying to avoid me, but I wouldn’t let go. Not if that meant loosing Catherine!
“Well, I can help te carry them!” I offered!
“Thank you… So, lets go then!” She started walking and for a few minuti we walked in silence. “How are te Daniel?”
“I… I’m… Well, I could be better if te get what I mean! And te ma’am? How are you?”
“I’m doing my best not to get in a plane and bring her back! This wasn’t my idea, te know? I believe in love… I believe in a Amore like yours! I saw how te looked at her… I can’t still see that look in your eyes, when te told me how te were… I could see how much te Amore her! But I can’t… I can’t go against my husband’s will…” How had this happened? When had Mrs. Evans turned into a puppet in her husband’s hands?
“Mrs. Evans… how did this happen? When did te lose your will? te are a beautiful, strong woman! te don’t deserve to be treated like this!” It was true… She reminded me of Catherine. The same green eyes, the same brown hair, even the lips were close!
“I Amore my husband, Daniel! I Amore him and I don’t feel sorry for myself, neither should you! But this wouldn’t be what I would choose for Catherine and for you! If it was up to me te would be together! If she was still here I would help te run away, to somewhere where te could be together! I should have done that before…When she was still here, begging me to help her, to help you! But I was weak, I feared Carter’s reaction, so I stood there watching da daughter being taken away from me! I’m sorry, Daniel!” We had arrived at her house. She opened the door and went inside, turning around to say: “Came back tomorrow, Daniel…please!” In that moment I saw her grief and I knew that she was suffering almost as much as me…
OK....I was expecting that! I never thought that Catherine's mother would feel that... I wasn't counting on that, but that's the beauty of writing:)