Teaming up with the bad boy, was never the plan. Not forgiving him had been a resolution. Falling in love with him was so out of the question that she didn't even know when and how she fell. And it was only after she had fallen, that she knew this: she had fallen hard.
"Do you really want this? Once we have started, I won't be able to stop." He said quietly, gently stroking my cheek with the back of his knuckles.
"Yes..." I didn't like the way my voice trembled.
He slightly smiled, "You don't seem sure. Are you really willing to forgive a fool like me?"
"I-I am..." That darn tremble made it's appearance once again.
He studied my face for a while, then sighed and took a slow step back. His hand dropped to his side as his shoulders hunched and he turned once more to the dark angel everyone knew him to be.
"Goodbye, Chance..." He whispered and turned to leave. His leather jacket clad back faced me as I silently willed the tears to go back inside my eyes where they belonged.
"Once again..." His last whisper swept through the wind and towards me just as it started to rain.
I have started a new story. Basically, my first. So...without further ado, let's start...