The Motel Night

He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze.I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder, And went with half my life about my ways.

-A.E Housman.

After coming out of the castle, we went to the club and have some drinks and decided to stay at a motel . We were laughing , for the first time I was happy . My heart was intoxicated and he was staring at me with a soft gaze . We were laying on the bed , the mattress was soft indeed . While I was looking into his eyes , I could feel my emotions rise up . We kissed. Started to heat up and we were in another world now .

I wished that he would pull me by my arm and pin me down on the bed, just kiss me hardly. I wanted him to be all mine. I wanted those eyes to search for only me. Seek me. Love me. Cherish me just like yesterday night .

It was morning now .But my dear Dan was snoring. Literally, he was snoring. I couldn't help my laughter burst. I suppressed it. I was not mad at him but I was scared to see his reaction. I loved him but he didn't loved me or something. Never did he say no to the fact. I was confused. I was annoyed. He just stopped snoring and I slowly and smoothly pulled myself off him. Suddenly, he pulled me off my waist and he was now on top of me. His head lies buried beside mine. I could hear him breathe. His chest was going up and down. I could feel his skin against mine.

My bare breast was up against his bare chest. I couldn't breathe the heat in. I was struggling to not to feel something they call the L word. Love, no its lust. It was captivating me. I ran my fingers through his curly hair. He pushed me down with his body. The bed sheet was covering his lower body. Our legs twirled around each other. They were hugging each other apparently. It was the gentle summer breeze that blew in. The sunlight was gushing itself inside the room through the window. The curtains were grinding against the pane. There was a lovely scent of lavender in the air. There were sparkles everywhere. The sparkle were making a pattern around us. I felt starry eyed. The sparkles disappeared into the air.

That's when Dan woke up. He has a strange look over his face. I gave him a morning smile as I pushed him away from me. He was looking straight into my eyes astonished and scared like now what I have done, man!

The scared look on his face was amazing. He then looked down at me. I mean he looked down at my bare chest. I could feel him breathe roughly. He licked his lower lip and bit it in annoyance. It was too late to regret, Dear Dan.

Dear Dan,

My heart is big.

My hair is red.

My eyes are black.

But it doesn't mean that I am ready for the smack down with you.

Cause you are not blank.

I sincerely mean that you are not a kid anymore trying to avoid or escape this situation that we have right now. No trying, please.

He thought of getting off me and he did it silently with blushing cheeks. His eyelashes were guarding his eyes that were full of shame. He was unknown to a woman like Malcolm. He really never had a girlfriend, I suppose. We had no words to convey except Dan pulled the sheet towards himself. His back was facing me. He tied the knot against his waist like a towel and walked straight towards the bathroom. I was all bare and I exclaimed, "Hey, Dan don't take the sheet with you".

He didn't turn around. I hid my essentials with the pillow. Then, I heard the knob of the door turn to lock itself. Dan locked himself in the bathroom for an hour or so. I dressed myself with my over thrown clothes. My undergarments were lying on the sofa by Dan' t-shirt and my dress rested on the floor along its Dan's pants. As I dress myself up, I was wondering what might be going on in his head.

Dan POV:

I saw her naked. I... I saw bare. I saw her chest. I felt her body against mine last night. What did I do? Man, I screwed up. I slept with her last night. Oh gosh! What did I do? Curse the fate sisters. Fate first let me meet her and then this. I threw some water over my face. I stood there in front of the mirror. I could see the love bite on my neck. We really did went off the tracks, didn't we?

It was a mistake. A terrible mistake. A fault in our stars. A flaw in our destiny. I could feel my heart stomping hard against my chest. Like it is going to burst out of the rib cage. I am breathless and my head aches. I puked out everything. I gargled. I looked straight into the reflection. I would go and apologise to her until she forgives me.

That's the right thing to do.

Anna POV:

I thought that Dan would come and confess to me that he loves me with all his heart. But he was standing there in front of me with a towel hung against his waist. He knelt to the ground. I suppose that he is going to....

He said, "I am sorry".

Apologise was not something I was looking for in the dictionary. It was love, a confession.

" I am sorry for what, Dan", I replied.

"For what happened between us, Jane. I never intended to... "

" Yes, you never intend to... "

" It was a terrible horrifying mistake, Jane. I am so sorry for that. "

A mistake. A terrible and horrifying mistake. Those words rang like jingle bells in my ears. Tears slipped up to my eyes. I wish I could slap him tightly for breaking my glass like fragile hopes. I did slap him in anger. A tight slap on his cheek. The imprint of my fingers could be seen on his cheeks. He didn't uttered a word, no sign of love but regret overshadowed his reaction. No emotions did he feel when he touched me. No sensation did he feel when he kissed me. Nothing felt all was a mistake. Everything is mistake. Our theory of love is a mistake. My heart was burdened with another sorrow. A heartbreak. A heart attack. An asthma attack, perhaps. I started to panic.

Dan readily got the pump for me and helped me breathe. I was panting. He rubbed my back gently and made me sit on the bed. He was extremely scared. I, Anna Jane can scare sh*t out of anybody. I jerked off his hand in anger. Dan was regretting the moment. I was so ashamed of myself. Don't he knows that my heart would break into pieces? Don't he understand that I love him? Why can't he just feel the same? Why? Me and my hopeless choice. He hugged me back tightly and whispered, "I am sorry if I hurt you. I take full responsibility for my actions. Literally, you can beat as much as you want. Let the dart of anger out".

I wanted to punch him so badly right straight into his sweet face. I finally forgave him. I did because I know that he doesn't feel anything for me. Now, I know the truth. I should accept it gallantly. But I knew that it's going to be tough. I opened my mouth to say, "I forgive you, Dan. It was a mistake and its fine. We should erase this memory off our minds".

He replied, "Erase it then, Anna".

Try to erase its trace but tell me before that my love how you will erase those scars of our love I left on your skin, on your heart. They will be buried and they will be fossils of love. Period.

I went outside to breathe fresh air .I was sitting in the motel's lobby. Dan came down the stairs. I tried to avoid the gaze. He sighed. I saw him give the receptionist the key and she said, "Thank you, Sir. Hope you have a good day''.

A good day, pfush. I followed him. We didn't talk for hours. We took a carriage to the next stoppage –the city of lovebirds-Annabel. I saw Dan reading the map.

Annabel, here we are to see you one last time.

Dan said he knows a place where the sun meets the moon and it will power the golden mirror to help us get back to earth and we should take some rest there . Otherwise , it will create problems for my family and I would be more safe back on earth than here . I agreed .

That I did always love,

I bring thee proof:

That till I loved

I did not loved enough.

-Emily Dickinson.