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Leaving by BananaPeaceMonkey (that would be really funny if I mispelled my own name. HAHA)!
She ran throughout the house, locking everything that led to the outside. She did another run-around, just to make sure nothing was left opened or unchecked. Stopping at the bar counter, she panted, thinking of the recent events. Why? Why did he have to come back? I said that I wanted to see him, but not that soon. And I didn't know if I really wanted to see him on the first place. I didn't know that it would do this to me. I can't live with him back. With the possibility of him breaking me again. I can't. She spotted the knife she had been using to cutting potatoes with.
I don't have to.
Cloud pushed his bike hard. He knew that Tifa would get there before him. For one, she got a head start. An unfair head start. For another, it was harder to manuver on a bike than on two legs. She could run through traffic. If he did that, he'd end up running over traffic. That was last thing he needed was more guilt added to his conscience.
When he reached the bar, he fished out his key. He had forgotten to give it back. Now that I realize that I've had this thing, I could've come back a long time ago. But she didn't want to see me. Either that, or she was just reacting with her feelings at that moment when she said she hated me. At that, the blonde hit his head against the wall near the door. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! God, I'm an idiot! When he was done, he tried the key in the lock and saw that it didn't work. Of course she'd change the locks. She must've noticed sooner than I did that I still had a key. He thought for a minute and then his mind did a relaspe on when he scared the kids and Tifa. It didn't take him long to see that he was laughing. Stopping, he jumped on a nearby barrel labeled 'Seventh Heaven'. From there, he tried to get to the top of the building. Waiting, he carefully climbed down to a window. Luckily, I have another way of getting inside.
After nearly loosing his footing, he finally got the window open. She must've locked them. Why not? But she also forgot that I could do that. Hazzah. (AN: I love that word! Sorry;) He landed in the room that once belonged to the kids that once lived here. Everything was bare, even the walls. I guess they took their pictures with them. Tifa would've loved to have kept them. He felt another pang on his heart and looked around, running a finger along the dressar. A piece of paper caught his eye. It was fluttering out of a dressar. Why hasn't Tifa seen this? He took it out and read it:
Just in case Cloud comes back.
Hi Cloud!!!! This is Marlene and Denzel. We wanted to write you this letter. See, we found out that we're going to have to leave with Dad in the morning, so Denzel and I wrote this for you. We knew that you were going to come in throw our window, because Tifa changed the locks. She changed them about a month after you left. See, Tifa's been crying herself to sleep, and we don't liek it very much.
So, that make's you a meanie!
Yeah! A meanie!
But we still love you. And we really hope you come back soon.
We tried to tell Tifa that you don't hate her like you asked us to, but she wouldn't really listen.
She was really sad.
Yeah. So, when you get this, that means you've come back home.
And that mean's we can come back home soon too. Yay!
Yay! We love you Cloud.
And don't worry. Tifa does, too.
Sincerly, Marlene and Denzel.
Cloud laughed quietly at their mispelling and humor and stuffed the note in his pocket. He knows now that Tifa loves him, and he had something to tell her, too.
When he got down the stairs, he saw Tifa sitting at the bar counter, fingering a knife. He face was red and wet with tears. She didn't hear him come down and thought that she must be deep within her own mind. "Tifa," he whispered, and she snapped back to reality. She jumped up and held the knife to her throat. He was alarmed and stepped toward, but she pressed it a little harder. "Tifa! What are you doing?!"
She had started crying again. "Don't come near me! I mean it Cloud. I'll . . . I'll slit my throat. I'll stab myself. Whichever's faster to get away from you!"
"Tifa. Are you willing to do that? Do you really want to do that? Do you hate me so much that you'd die to get away from me? Look, I'm sorry about what I said. I didn't mean any of it, I swear. I just . . . I just said all of that stuff to make it easier for me to get away, because I didn't think you'd wake up. I see now that that wasn't that right thing to do." While he spoke, he grip on the knife had loosened and lowered a bit. "Tifa, I'm so sorry. I heard all over your messages. Every one of them. Please, put the knife down. I never meant to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you anymore. Please."
"You're lying! I can't live with you."
"Because! Because . . . I can't live with the possibility of you leaving me again. Of you breaking me. I just can't. I can barely stand it . . .n-now." Her voice broke and she started her bout of crying again. Cloud waited a moment, and then walked over to her. Knocking the knife away, he kissed her, deeply, passionately. She whimpered, and then returned it. When he pulled away to kiss her neck, she whispered, "Cloud . . .," He saw that the blade had sliced a very small cut. He placed his mouth on the spot and she shuddered. "Cloud . . . why? . . ."
"Because," he whispered against her neck, coming back up, "I love you. I always have." He kissed her again, and they made their way upstairs.
In those glorious moments they shared, those two became one. And in the end, she lay on his chest, crying softly. He held her tight to him as she whimpered, "Please don't leave me again. I'd die if you did. Please Cloud. I love you. I need you."
He kissed her hair. "I promise Tifa, on my mother, that I shall never leave you again. I'd die first before ever doing that. Okay?"
He felt her nod, and knew that she knew he meant it. For one, he would never break a promise made on his mother. And two, he wouldn't express it this way if he were to leave again. And after all, he knew that she meant it when she said that she'd kill herself. He remembered her message. "Cloud, we can get the kids back now. But as soon as Barret sees you . . .,"
"I know. But I don't care. I just want to see the kids. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He brought her up to his face and kissed her again. Her hands tangled in his hair and they broke. "I love you Tifa. I'm sorry for hurting you. Please forgive me."
"I do. I don't what it is, but I think I trust you too easily. But I love you, and I trust you. Let's go get the kids tomorrow."
"No. Not so soon. I want to make sure you trust me entirely." With that, he began showing her just how much he meant his promiseand that he really did love her.
There would be no leaving. Not now. Not ever again.
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