He removed the stray strand of hair that has covered her face.
It felt like this was too fragile, as if he as much as breathes too hard, all of this will come shattering down.
They danced till their legs gave out and then sat back on the rocks.
"Alice, will you do something for me?" He asked her and she turned to him.
"Anything" she said and looked at him with such dedication, he felt his heart flutter.
"Can you send this phone to this address?" He unfolded the paper which had an address written on it, with a name Dylan Woods "can you please" he asked and looked at her with huge hopeful eyes.
How could she even say no when she can kill for him.
"Off course I will" she took the paper and read it. "Beverly?" She asked and he nodded.
"My friend Dylan, he is a tech expert. He can repair this mobile in no time" he explained and she nodded.
"And so you can know more about what happened with your mother" she completed and he looked at her sincerely.
"I'm really thankful Alice. For this" he gestured to the phone but it felt like he meant more that that "and everything" he gave her a small smile.
"Well that's what I promised didn't I?" She said with a pained expression. Fletcher didn't remember her promising anything but he trusted her.
They stayed there silently, letting the cool breeze calm them down.
Both of them were burning with different emotions and none of them knew about what the other person's concerns were but all they knew is that they needed this.
"Alice, you should curl your hair someday." He said dreamingly "I mean I don't want to say that you don't look pretty" he suddenly exclaimed as soon as the former sentence escaped his lips.
"I know" she said laughing and his cheeks burned red.
"I meant to say that your face is just perfect for curls" he shyly said. He doesn't know what has gotten into him but an image of her with curly hair made his heart skip a beat.
"is it" she looked at him adoringly.
"I mean every time I look at you, I think you're gorgeous but that something's missing. And curly hair is exactly what my mind screamed" he said, praying he doesn't come out as a critique. It's not like he doesn't think she's beautiful, she's much more beautiful than what he could ever describe, it's the fact that her face looked familiar in his mind when he imagined her with curly hair.
"I used to have curly hair" she said with a smile.
A grin formed on Fletcher's face. "I was right then!" He exclaimed excitedly. "I felt like curly hair belonged on your face" he grinned and Alice chuckled.
"You are really precious Fletch. I'll not let anything happen to you" she said with so much sincerity, he felt like crying. He liked the nickname she has given to him.
"And I won't let anything happen to you, ever again my Love" words escaped his lips without him even understanding. But before he could stop himself, it was too late.
"What did you just say?" She said as she cried and jumped on the ground. Her eyes were tearing and she started sobbing.
"I'm sorry if I said something wrong" he apologised but she shook her head.
"You don't need to apologise Fletch, but this time, I am not letting you do something stupid " she whispered the last part so low that Fletcher almost doubted himself he if she had said it or if he imagined all of it.
She started wiping her tears off and he felt stupid to say something which made her cry, even if he was not able to understand what it even was.
"Come here" he called her and she came to sit next to him. He hugged her right and started rubbing her back. "I'm here for you Alice" he said with sincerity.
She nodded as her head shook against his chest.
They sat like that for hours until finally it was sunrise.
"Alice" he quietly called her name and she hummed.
His fingers went under her chin and he pulled her face up lovingly. "Look at this" he said as the red rays filled everything around them.
The lake had started reflecting the red light of the sun and Fletcher felt mesmerised by it.
"This is beautiful" he said and kept looking at the lake. The sunset was complete and they were now surrounded by golden light.
He turned to look at Alice, but she was already looking at him, deep in thoughts. "You missed it" he said.
Alice just smiled in return.
They spent some time together and headed back to the institute.
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Fletcher tossed around in his bed, unable to free of his thoughts.
Only this time, the thoughts were not about the ghosts or the spirits or any problems he has been fencing since years. This time, it was about a certain black haired woman who was somehow getting a control over him.
Just a day before yesterday, she was a stranger to him and now, somehow, she was s little more than that. Maybe more than a little, he confessed.
But how?
It didn't make sense.
Every moment with her felt natural, she felt familiar. Every time he was holding her, there was this feeling he cannot understand.
A knock on the door startled him and he looked up to see Rocky standing there.
"Someone is here to meet you" Rocky said.
Fletcher's eyes furrowed. He didn't tell a single soul where he was, except Dylan off course but he told him to not tell anybody and there's no chance this is him. Just yesterday night he had told Alice to deliver the phone with the note.
"Who is it?" Fletcher asked Rocky with caution, frightened by the answer he might hear.
"Her name is Amelia Anson. She says she's your mother"
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Hey beautiful people!
I've decided that I'm going to Update a chapter of Red Grave every Friday!
This way, I get to divide them between other projects as well!
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