Tuesday, November 23, 2010

if the devil knew

"Are you sure, you'll be OK with Derrick here?" Smed willed himself to ask Caitlin, there at the airport. Couldn't anyone stop them from going on this trip? Anyone.

"I've got Zeke. He'll take care of everything." She smiled as if everything was under control. All Smed could see were the masses getting on with their holiday. He felt a headache coming on. Maybe he was coming down with something. He felt safer on the ground. It was beginning to snow. If only someone could knock him out now, and he could wake up at his brother's wedding. That would be a trick, but a grateful one.

"All right." He was so sluggish. She gave him a kiss on the cheek. For a second, he thought it was someone else's kiss and he kissed her back with a French kiss.

It was a complete memory lapse of insanity. It really was. His eyes lit.

"Uh," he cleared his throat as if it were nothing. It really was. He wanted to get on that plane and throw up as soon as he could. She had no idea this would be his best moment of the trip. She didn't need to know, either. As it was he had the body scan to get through. "I gotta go." He hurried on then. Not waiting for Megan.

He cringed then, wondering if it would have been different. If-if it were he and Caitlin. Not Megan. He nursed his bottom lip. She'd never know. She wouldn't. Not even. Not after that silly kiss. But she'd kissed him first.

He kept telling himself. It was nothing. Nothing. It meant nothing.

"Wait.." It sounded like a distant murmur. He didn't look back. He didn't want to see who it was. "WAIT!" Megan grabbed the cuff of his jacket. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah." He looked at her as if he didn't care how he said it.

"I know your nervous." She walked with him then. She was close and so Anne Hathaway in her slim green coat with the double breasted buttons. Her hair strayed away from her face, but she put it so politely behind her ear as she looped her arm around his.

"Yes," Smed nodded. His sad eyes met hers. She just smiled. And then he knew what she had in mind to take his mind off this flight.

He held his breath when she whispered in his ear.

Honestly, he just wanted to be in that bathroom by himself on the plane. If he crashed into flames soon, at least he'd kissed Caitlin.

3 comments:

She is Sara said...

Awww this is sad and sweet, I like seeing him happy though :/

Cafe Fashionista said...

At least he's happy!! :)

Josie said...

I love when he's happy!
xo Josie
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