Part 2!!!

So this is the second part of my story... I'm not totally sure how many parts there will be. I found this part to be a little bit more narrtive so please let me know in the comments below what you think. Again I will probably be editing this after I'm done the whole story.

Part II

                By the time either of us had the motivation to stand up night had fallen. The creatures of the night had materialized; the sound of owls screeching, rodents scurrying and wolves howling in the distance. It was a slow, silent walk back toward the house. Luke followed at a distance. Neither of us really knew what to say.

                He was supposed to be gone, in another city, far away. I was supposed to be over him. I shouldn’t have been so broken up, we were never together. He shouldn’t have been so broken up, we were never together. We should have let things go, we were never together. But no, Luke had to open his heart at the worst possible time. Now we are left to talk things over. A long night was ahead of us.

                We reached the edge of the foliage just a few feet away from the back porch. “Coffee?” a musical yet sober voice asked from above. It was my brother Adam; my saviour, been there since before I was born.

                “I think that’s a good idea,” I say looking into his knowing eyes. He glared at Luke knowing that he’s the reason my eyes were blood shot. Then something hit him when he noticed Luke’s eyes were the same way. He stood to the side of the door letting us enter. As Luke entered Adam laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. He didn’t know exactly what was going on but at least it put Luke at ease after the scowl he had received.

                We entered the house through the small kitchen and sat at the small table of to the side. The house was a little worse for wear. Needed a new coat of paint, the floors were stained in spots, but it was, by far, still inhabitable.  We sat across from each other. We didn’t look at each other.

                Adam brought over two mugs of coffee, mine already made up with a little milk and sugar, Luke’s black. We both stared at our mugs. Adam left the room; it was now completely silent again. Who was going to speak first? What was there to say?

                “We need to talk about this,” Luke broke the silence.

                “I know. I just don’t know what there is to say.” I looked up to find him looking at me. The minute our eyes met we both smiled, but it lasted only moments.

                “See? How could I have left? We both know there is something here. We both want there to be something here.”

                “Just because we want it to happen doesn’t mean that we can make it happen. You are leaving. How can we start a relationship when you are not here with me?” Tears began to well up again.

                “Haelyn, we can make it happen. With feelings as strong as these nothing can get in our way.”