"Five years and that's all you have to say to me?" he asked. Standing so close she could taste his breath.

She wanted to move away from him. But she didn't want him to know just how much he affected her. So she stood right there. She wasn't going to let him intimidate her.


"Well... Is there anything else you want me to say?" she asked 

The side of his mouth moved upwards.

He was smiling? Why the hell was he smiling like that? She thought. She didn't remember saying anything funny.

"You left... Kitty" he said. "I asked you to stay... Begged you to stay... And you left anyways.. With him. And now you come back... Acting like everything is okay between us...?"

There was something about him... She thought. Something about the way he called her 'Kitty' that made her heart flip. He was the only one who called her that. She hadn't even realized how much she missed him calling her that. 

"You shouldn't have gone with him". He said. 

"Oh really? Why not? Because you didn't want me to?" she asked. She was starting to get angry. 

"Yeah that's right" he replied. "And because of what you felt for me -what we felt for each other. When I came near you, you felt an excitement so intense that you ceased to breathe --like you are feeling right now. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. And that should have been enough to make you stay"

ALWAYS BEEN YOU 

"Don't mind them, Samson" Vanessa said ignoring Mark and Raymond. "You are happy. I can see the recent change in you, and if this human is the reason for your happiness. I say stick with her and enjoy every moment of it. Don't listen to these harbingers of doom" she concluded, rolling her eyes at Mark, who suddenly grabbed her by waist. She laughed aloud, and soon they were lying on the couch, laughing aloud as Mark tickled her. 


Why couldn't he have something perfect like what they had? Samson wondered as he watched them. He had been there when Mark and Vanessa met. He watched them fall in love with each other and things seemed to keep going well for them. They were clearly meant to be together. Things were easy and uncomplicated for them. Why couldn't he have that. Why couldn't this just work out like that for him? 


"So what did you mean if you didn't mean this?" 


Samson heard Isabella's voice say, instantly bringing him back to the present. 


Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety One