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Goodnight and Goodbye
He shut the door silently behind him, but not enough for her to hear his fragile heart breaking.
When he re-entered the hotel room from the balcony, a sea of faces greeted him. "Do you wanna drink?" Simon gargled, as soon as he saw Niles' worn face.
He embarked to his room, without another word to Simon or any other members of Daphnes family. As soon as he stepped through the frame, he saw Mel in bed, waiting for him. She put down the book she was reading, on the side table and elegantly unblanketed herself from under the covers.
She embraced him and a warm smile spread across her face.
He told her everything. The whole sorry tale. He couldn't carry on like this after what had just happened. It would be like living a life and he couldn't bare living with himself, least of all Mel.
While he was explaining to her how he had been in love with Daphne the whole time, he packed his bag. He didn't know what he was putting in there, just random clothes. While Mel launched a tirade of abuse at him, he went to the bathroom and gathered everything he needed for the night.
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Nearness of You
Driving off in a winnebago. It was the typical happy ending. Except they were only just embarking on the beginning. God knows, it had been a long, treacherous journey to get to the point of deliriousness they currently inhabited. Even though so many hearts had been broken, including theirs, it all seemed worth it for what they had now. Together.
After what seemed like an eternity in each others arms, they awoke from their slumber, but neither moved willingly. The sight of Niles' perfect face, smiling at her, took her breath away. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. Here she lay, embraced by the arms of the man she adored and who adored her.
She remembered the pain she had felt when she had discovered Niles and Mels hasty marriage. She remembered thinking that's how Niles must have felt these past seven years, wanting to unburden himself of is true feelings. Now, she didn't think she could breathe without him.
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Two years Later
The door hung dangerously by it's one remaining hinge, but behind it lay a secret too terrible to imagine.
He staggered through, the time was 1:30AM. His mother always told him that nothing good happens after 2AM, so he thought it best to get in was on the brink of being drunk, but he was not quite there. Yet.
The pain was unbearable. She was gone from his world. She was gone from everybody's world. The curtains were hanging, tattered and ripped, swaying from side to side. The rotten wooden window ledge was full of fatal wood worm. The window was open widely, bringing in the brisk, winter shattered lightbulb flickered and made a slight buzzing sound before it died dark room was silhouetted by the inspiring moonlight.
Damn, he thought. There was no alcohol left in the cupboard and he doubted that it would do anything to ease his pain. He drank so much that he couldn't even taste it anymore.
I wish it was me who had died in that car crash,not all my fault.
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