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lynnlee22Easy Silence
OLTL Kevin/Kelly
Her calm, deep breaths were the only sounds he heard as he stared up at the ceiling above him. They’d fought again tonight—not that it was anything new for them. They fought a lot, but tonight was bad—even for them.
“That’s just it, Kevin. You don’t seem to care about us at all. If you cared about our marriage half as much as you seem to care about the success of BE, we wouldn’t have to keep having the same damn argument all the time!” The look on her face had been one of anger mixed with desperation. For weeks, she’d been begging him to take some a day off, to go on a weekend away, to spend some time alone with her, but he couldn’t walk away from the company...not now.
“I do care about this marriage. Why would you even say something like that? Why do you think I’m here? Why do you think I keep fighting with you about this? It’s because I care so much. It’s because I want this to work!” He was more hurt than angry, but his words came out as harsh retorts and their intended meaning got lost behind the bravado.
“You have a funny way of showing it,” she’d snapped, turning her back and heading up the stairs.
He’d followed her, calling her name and reaching out for her. “Wait a minute, Kelly. I want to talk about this. Don’t walk away from me.”
She’d turned, and for the first time, he’d noticed the tears streaming down her face. She’d cried before...many times, but this time it was different. This time she seemed almost...tired. Tired of fighting, tired of trying, tired of all of it.
“Kevin,” she’d softly whispered, pulling her arm away from him. “I just can’t. I can’t do it anymore. It isn’t fair to you. It isn’t fair to me and it certainly isn’t fair to Zane. We can’t keep pretending that we have a relationship when what we really have is a business arrangement.”
Sharp tongues cut sharper than the sharpest swords—it was a phrase used by one of his German business associates, but at that exact moment, he truly understand the meaning of the statement. “Is that really what you think?” His words had been a mere whisper as he stood in front of her.
She’d been still for a moment, her eyes searching his. He could see no more anger there, only hurt and resignation. Slowly she shrugged her shoulders. “Isn’t it?” she softly whispered.
It was at that moment that he’d climbed the two steps that separated them, taken her into his arms and pulled her closer to him. Not a word was spoken as they slowly made their way to the bedroom.
She shifted closer to him, her eyes blinking open slowly. Turning her head a little, she stared up at him, pausing for a moment before she spoke. “So what does this mean?” she asked quietly.
He smiled, reaching out and touching her hair. There were no easy answers especially not to questions like these. Their life was one of complications and things for them would never be simple.
“Well, we’re not fighting,” he smiled, happy to see her smile back at him. “I think maybe we call this the beginning. Again,” he added. “What do you think?” He checked her face for a reaction. “I’m in if you are.”
She smiled, laying her head on his shoulder. “I’m in,” she whispered, closing her eyes again as she felt his warm arms wrap around her. “If you’re not careful, I could fall for you all over again.”
Kevin smiled, looking down at her, “That’s kind of what I’m counting on.” Leaning down to place a kiss on her forehead, he allowed his own eyes to close. It would be difficult for a dream to be this.
OLTL Kevin/Kelly
Her calm, deep breaths were the only sounds he heard as he stared up at the ceiling above him. They’d fought again tonight—not that it was anything new for them. They fought a lot, but tonight was bad—even for them.
“That’s just it, Kevin. You don’t seem to care about us at all. If you cared about our marriage half as much as you seem to care about the success of BE, we wouldn’t have to keep having the same damn argument all the time!” The look on her face had been one of anger mixed with desperation. For weeks, she’d been begging him to take some a day off, to go on a weekend away, to spend some time alone with her, but he couldn’t walk away from the company...not now.
“I do care about this marriage. Why would you even say something like that? Why do you think I’m here? Why do you think I keep fighting with you about this? It’s because I care so much. It’s because I want this to work!” He was more hurt than angry, but his words came out as harsh retorts and their intended meaning got lost behind the bravado.
“You have a funny way of showing it,” she’d snapped, turning her back and heading up the stairs.
He’d followed her, calling her name and reaching out for her. “Wait a minute, Kelly. I want to talk about this. Don’t walk away from me.”
She’d turned, and for the first time, he’d noticed the tears streaming down her face. She’d cried before...many times, but this time it was different. This time she seemed almost...tired. Tired of fighting, tired of trying, tired of all of it.
“Kevin,” she’d softly whispered, pulling her arm away from him. “I just can’t. I can’t do it anymore. It isn’t fair to you. It isn’t fair to me and it certainly isn’t fair to Zane. We can’t keep pretending that we have a relationship when what we really have is a business arrangement.”
Sharp tongues cut sharper than the sharpest swords—it was a phrase used by one of his German business associates, but at that exact moment, he truly understand the meaning of the statement. “Is that really what you think?” His words had been a mere whisper as he stood in front of her.
She’d been still for a moment, her eyes searching his. He could see no more anger there, only hurt and resignation. Slowly she shrugged her shoulders. “Isn’t it?” she softly whispered.
It was at that moment that he’d climbed the two steps that separated them, taken her into his arms and pulled her closer to him. Not a word was spoken as they slowly made their way to the bedroom.
She shifted closer to him, her eyes blinking open slowly. Turning her head a little, she stared up at him, pausing for a moment before she spoke. “So what does this mean?” she asked quietly.
He smiled, reaching out and touching her hair. There were no easy answers especially not to questions like these. Their life was one of complications and things for them would never be simple.
“Well, we’re not fighting,” he smiled, happy to see her smile back at him. “I think maybe we call this the beginning. Again,” he added. “What do you think?” He checked her face for a reaction. “I’m in if you are.”
She smiled, laying her head on his shoulder. “I’m in,” she whispered, closing her eyes again as she felt his warm arms wrap around her. “If you’re not careful, I could fall for you all over again.”
Kevin smiled, looking down at her, “That’s kind of what I’m counting on.” Leaning down to place a kiss on her forehead, he allowed his own eyes to close. It would be difficult for a dream to be this.