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It was difficult to wade through her anger, to truly listen to him was like pulling herself from below the water. A struggle but suddenly it was all clear. She was never good at picking up the signs, but she had thought they were there, scattered perhaps, subtle perhaps beneath his usual gentle demeanor that she began to believe that he had only see her as a friend, could only see her as a friend. He had never made a move towards her other than his offerings and gifts that were down played, as if he just always gives gifts. And maybe he did, maybe it was just a thing that he’d done for friends but for her it was different. But for the necromancer, that wasn’t how it felt. She had always felt separated from him, but maybe it was just because of her.
Her brows furrowed even more, deepening as she listened to his words almost like a slap in the face, and once he stopped she found herself looking just over his shoulder. For reasons beyond her, at that moment Anita couldn’t meet his gaze. She was still frozen for the time, although the fear in her throat became mingled with other feelings she hadn’t had the time to decipher. She nodded, first slow and then faster as she began to turn and walk away from the vampire. Anita took three steps before pausing and shaking her head, turning back towards him with a new fury.
“No… No! You don’t get to do that,” she balled her fist and stepped closer to him, cursing herself for having to look up at him (even if finding something to stand on would be more embarrassing). “You don’t get to treat me like I’m just a friend for the past few months, never make a move, and get angry because I didn’t know it… You don’t get to make me feel like an idiot every time I hope for… for something and you just brush it off like it’s some kind of game. And you don’t get to take that cat away from me, she has nothing to do with this!” She was nearly hysterical now, “And what’s worst of all. You don’t get to just leave me after saying all that because I-..,” Her voice softened, trembled even, “I don’t think I could bear it, Axel. Please…”
She couldn’t say it…. not out loud, not yet.
…… stay with me.
He was surprised when she turned back towards him and came at him with more fury than he thought she ever would. He listened to her, even if he didnt like what she was saying he still listened and took everything in. “Do you know why I treated you as just a friend? Because I did not think it was fair to treat you like I was trying to make this something more. You already had someone trying to force their way into your mind and bed, it was not fair of me to say that I wanted more than just friends.” He told her his voice still soft now as he spoke. “I did not play you as if this was a game, I was keeping my distance because of the issues that others have with you being near me. I could easily go and kill Jean-Claude but I wont because if I do that will prove to you that I am the monster you think I am.”
Axel stopped when she brought up the cat and sighed. “YOu have told me many times that you can not look after an animal because of your life.” He pointed out, as he looked at her tears rolling down his cheeks now as her voice softened, he had broken through the walls its seemed, and it was not in the way he had wanted to.
“"You do not wish for me to leave because I have said things, you can not bear the thought that the last time we spoke was a fight. Am I right Anita?” He said her first name this time instead of Ms. Blake as she had not called him by his last name yet. “Tell me the real reason you want me to stay, make me stay here with you Anita.” Axel wanted to stay, he wanted to make her happy in ways no one else could, he wanted her to feel normal around him like she did and not have to worry about vampires or her job when she was with him. “Make me stay….Because….I do not wish to leave…Min kärlek….Ge mig en anledning att stanna hos dig.”
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