At This Moment (A Cherik Fanfiction)
Sorry for the delay, I've been so busy with school and life that I haven't got much time to write but here's the next chapter please enjoy.
So that's how it began, though I still wished he was here only he isn't and I would be considered crazy if he did. I still continued to write this asking myself whether I should stop or not but I wouldn't dare. I wanted to remember what he was, what he has become and it surely was something to be proud of. Mutant and Proud. That's what Raven use to say but after Erik died it seemed to have faded slowly into the abyss of darkness only sinking further down into this bottomless pit. My back leaning slightly at the gravestone as I trembled at the memory that has overcome me.
"I miss you so much," I say softly whispering at the words wanting Erik to hear my cries. I held back my breaths and slowly guiding you back to what had happened, how it happened and why this had to happen. Deep breaths, deep breaths.. deep breaths.
Let me take you all to the year 1958, four years later...
After these stressful times I couldn't believe my luck, Erik had made a full recovery allowing us to catch up again. I held his hand for ages not wanting to let go; we smiled and laughed like our times before.
"I missed you, I thought you were never going to come back" I cried placing my other hand against his cheek gracing it down slowly to his neck.
"I will never leave you" he replied almost instantly as he kissed me on my lips holding it for a little while longer. Kissing him was the point of no return only wanting to make it last.
"missed you" I said my forehead against his own, our breaths heavy and tired.
"you won't have to be alone again" Erik said afterwards wanting to spare this moment of our love. After moments of rest Erik began to walk again, to feel his feet touching the wooden panels feeling free once more. I helped him steady carefully wrapping my arms around him and laughed when he walked by himself.
"easy now, I got you" I said getting close to him.
Erik and I... Erik and I held onto each other for a little while longer, we closer and leaned futher. We wanted to become much more and that's what we became. Erik recovered well only a few scars showed as we made our way back home taking our time to settle our selves down. I made cups of tea for each of us smiling when he took his first sips of the hot drink.
"what are you hiding from me?" I said with enough courage that Erik looked me in the eyes and bit his lower lip. We sat there in silence and the tension in the room grew to a increasing size longing the processes of uncommunication. Erik's eyes looked intensely at mine before breathing calmly and deeply his hand gripping tightly around the cup.
"please, let me explain" he said breaking the unforgivable silence. He raised himself from his seat still shaking from the pain that lingered in his system. He walked towards me and there he stood right at me, towering me from his height and looked down at me.
"I love you okay, now what did Hank say? what did Raven say?" he continued his hands now gripping my shoulders.
"nothing..they did say something, but they were interrupted.. oh Erik why don't you just tell me" I cried out banging my fist onto his chest where arms wrapped around me and I was pulled into a warm hug. I could hear his heart beating but the sound seemed off beat.
"it's complicated...Charles I'm.." before the could finish the door bell rang and I squeezed Erik's hand after he let me go and smiled faintly before heading for the door.
Raven usually come by at this time but when the door was flung open it wasn't her. Outside stood a messenger, his hand holding a letter, a red envelope encased it.
"For Sir Lehnsheer" he pronounced the envelope still trapped in his cold hands. I looked at him than back to where Erik was and back again at the messenger. "is Sir Lehnsheer in?"
"yes, um I'll take it for him if you want" I insisted but he shook his head.
"sorry Sir, I can't address you unless your by the name of Sir Erik Lehnsherr" he demanded.
I won't forget his words, I won't forget his voice. That important business was more than what t seemed and I was fooled.
"Charles? Charles who.." Erik called his mind in pain. I heard it. He came forward and his leg still on a limp struggling to reach the door.
"ah, you must be Sir Lehnsheer.." the messager called a smile gleamed on his face.
"yes, sir it's a telegram sir, from the CIA sir" he announced with high honours as he handed Erik his letter.
"Thank you" Erik replied taking the letter in its red envelope.
"well I must be off, thank for your time gentlemen" the messenger said before smiling, tipping his hat and went on his way. I shut the door immediately heading towards Erik's side holding onto his arm for extra support.
"what is it?" I asked with curiousity.
"it's nothing, just.. work" he said as he kissed me on the cheek and headed for bed.
I felt my cheek feeling the wetness that was Erik's kiss. I smiled a little only to fall to the ground bringing my knees to my lowering my head down. There I stay for a while before I wiped away the tears and headed upstairs too. When entering Erik's room I simply slid beside him wrapping my arms around his middle.
"hey, what's wrong?" I asked. "what does the CIA want?"
He breath in and out in a constant pattern feeling his chest move. Erik turned to face me, his eyes focused the letter in his hand it being the victim of his grip.
"I'm leaving Charles" He whispered his head resting on my own. I didn't want to believe, didn't want to make sense of this but he saw my anger, my disbelief and had handed me the telegram and the words all fell into my lap. It was all true, a signature laced on the paper calling out to.. to one Moria MacTaggert.