Blackmoor, Whitemoor and The Black Rose

A couple tears fell down her face. " I know." She said.

 

"I-I'm sorry." he said, not looking at her.

 

" I...it's ok." She said as the tears streamed down.

 

"I shouldn't have done that." he said, starting to cry.

 

" N...no i...it's ok." She said.

 

"No it's not!" he said, "I'm a terrible person!"

 

She looked at him in the eye. " Now you and I both no you're not a terrbile person." She said.

 

"But I am." he said, "Only a bad person would have done that."

 

" No that's not true, it's my fault, I just was trying to be optomistic." She said to him.

 

"It's not you're fault. Being optimistic isn't a bad thing." he said.

 

" I don't know maybe it is." She said tears still streaming down her cheek.

 

"No it's not." he said, "Lets just stop talking about this."

 

" Ok." She said wiping the tears from her eyes.

 

He wiped his tears and kissed her.

 

She broke the kiss, " Would you like me to get you something?" She asked.

 

"No." he said. "I'm fine."

 

" Alright.... I guess I should get to work." She said heading for the door.

 

"Okay." he said, getting back in bed.

 

" If you need me I'll be right downstairs. So just hollar." She said starting to walk out the door.

 

"Okay!" he said, "I will!"