Never

Chapter 7: The Start of A Life That Once Was Never Wanted....


I kept repeating to God, how thankful I was for him bringing her back into my life. I vowed then and there, that I would change my life. My killer ways no longer would be brought forth, unless it was to save her or myself. I vowed that I would quit the job of killing and focus solely on her. Her strangled voice brought me back to reality. I looked down at her, watching as she breathed. "Riddick..." She whispered so softly, her voice cracking in my ears. I pulled her to me once more; letting her know I was there for her. Letting her know that there was no way I was letting her out of my life again. If anyone ever threatened to take her from me once more, they would suffer brutally.

That was a promise to all.

I remember that night, when she slept. Every ten minutes or so, I would check her pulse, and lean my ear down to her mouth, making sure she was still breathing. I couldn't sleep. I feared that if I closed my eyes, that I would never see her again. I wasn't fearful of losing myself, but of losing her. There was a part of me who thought, that if I closed my eyes, something would happen. And when I woke, she would be gone again. Finally, I moved myself from the chair next to the bed, and laid beside her. I pulled her close, and felt her breathe on my bare chest.

At that moment, I was content.

Somewhere in the middle of my worries, I had fallen asleep beside her. My body finally giving way to the exhaustion of the past few days. As the morning light shined through the tiny windows of the ship, I felt the stirring of a warm body beside me. As my mind fought the haze of sleep, I felt her face press more into my chest. I smile without waking, knowing she was better. Knowing she was mine for a little longer. I wrapped my arms around her tighter, letting her now, I was still with her.

It was at that moment, I believed in miracles.

I opened my eyes slightly, to see a beautiful pair of light blue ones shining up at me. She whispered "good morning" to me, and my heart skipped a beat. It had been four long days, of not hearing that vibrant voice. I couldn't help myself. I pulled her close, and kissed her passionately. Every fiber of my being. Every nerve in my body burned with desire, and love; as my lips touched hers. Damn, who would have ever thought, I would feel such emotions. I pulled away from her, and my eyes locked with her. I could tell she was shocked by the suddenness of my kiss. Her lips move, but no sound comes out. I know what she wants to ask.

At that moment I open my heart, and hand it to her.

I explain to her how I felt toward her. I told her what happened, and how I thought she was gone from my grasp. I explained to her my every emotion, my every feeling inside. She just kept her eyes locked with mine. With each of my words, her smile brightened more. Finally, after I had poured my heart out to her, she spoke to me. She too, explained to me her feelings, and told me that she had always loved me. She said she thought I would laugh at her, if she were to ever say how she felt. Ironic, isn't it?

I thought the same thing.